"Who is that in table 5?" Emma asked, focusing her gaze on the guy She had just spoken to.
"I don't know, this is the first time I am seeing him here."
"Here."
Mark passed Emma the coffee he had ordered for.
"Does someone have a crush?" Mark said teasingly.
Emma smiled, picking up the order. "I haven't even known him for an hour."
"Love works in mysterious ways, my dear," he said and Emma chuckled.
As Emma moved over to table 5, She caught sight of the smile that welcomed me.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome,"
Emma was ready to leave when he handed me the pay.
"Here."
She checked in it and he had left a 100-dollar tip. No one leaves that much tip.
"Thank you."
She walked back to the counter after she had resisted staring into his eyes again and behaving like some freak. He wa
