No One's Pov
"Why did you call me over here?" Amelia snapped, looking around the cafe with an irritated expression. She had better things to do, like planning her next "accidental" run-in with Dominic.
The man sitting across from her didn't look bothered at all. He leaned back, stirring his espresso with a sneaky smirk.
He was dressed in expensive, tailored clothes and his dashing face had every girl in the cafe glancing his way every few seconds.
"It was such nice weather," the man said, his eyes glinting. "I thought, why not have a cup of coffee with an old friend?"
Amelia rolled her eyes. "Cut the crap. I know you aren't the type to do things out of the kindness of your heart. What do you want?"
"Oh, please. You're hurting my feelings," he chuckled, though his smile didn't reach his eyes. "Can't I meet an old classmate? After all, I did a huge favor for you back in the day."
