Chapter 5

Her nerves felt frazzled, and her legs threatened to fail her as she entered the familiar coffee shop. Her favorite barista, Scott, was working the counter.  Seeing her, he flashed a smile and waved a greeting.  Then, pointing to a sandy haired man sitting in the back of the room, he raised his brows and patted his chest.  Eliza took this as a sign of approval from the only male she knew who was prone to compete with her for a man’s attention.

Scott’s gayness didn’t bother her in the least.  In fact, she enjoyed spending time with him even if it stayed within the walls of the coffee shop during slow hours.

Doing her best to smooth her appearance without being obvious about it, she moved toward the man with the sandy colored hair and piercing eyes that seemed to pull her to him without her using the slightest bit of effort to move herself.

Although she was considered a tall woman, he still managed to exceed her height by a go