She’d only ducked into the coffee shop to charge her phone and wait out the rain. She didn’t expect it to be packed, with just one empty seat left at the crowded counter.
He glanced over and nodded at the empty stool. “Go for it. Perfect view of everyone dodging the rain,” he said, his grin easy and warm.
She took the seat, pulling out her phone. “Thanks. I’m about two minutes from a dead battery.”
“I guess it's that kind of day for everyone,” he said with a smirk, gesturing to the charging station. “I’m Joe, by the way.”
“Joe…” she echoed. “Is that short for Jonathan?”
“Nah. Just Joe.” He smiled like he was used to getting that question. “Nothing fancy.”
She observe the tall masculine guy. There was something about him that felt different. Like, she’d met a lot of Joes: all a bit cocky, always with that self-assured “I got this” vibe. But this Joe had a subtle kind of charm. As if he was entirely comfortable just… being there.
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