By the third day, Roman didn’t even bother pretending. He walked into the café like it was part of his schedule now.

Ricky followed behind him, already shaking his head. “You know this is getting embarrassing, right?”

Roman ignored him and took their usual table.

Serena noticed them immediately. She tried not to smile. “Two coffees again?” she called from the counter.

Ricky raised his hand. “Make it three today.”

Roman turned slowly.

Ricky grinned. “If we’re doing this, we’re doing it properly.”

Serena laughed and disappeared behind the counter. A few minutes later she returned with the tray, carefully balancing the cups.

“Three coffees,” she said.

Just as she...