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I also grab two of the macarons that were left open in their box—both dark chocolate espresso.
He seems like a guy that doesn’t appreciate too much sweetness.
When I walk into the front, I see he’s taken the small table furthest away from the cash register. His massive body is tucked into a small corner of the café, and it would be comical if this wasn’t so nerve-wracking.
I also grab us both cups of coffee, thankful that we had just made a fresh batch for some of the afternoon customers.
He raises an eyebrow as I hand him the paper cup and the napkin-wrapped macaron.
“You look like you could use a coffee,” I say, shrugging. “Also, we have an abundance of macarons. This flavor compliments the dark roast perfectly.”
He blinks at the cookie in his hand, small compared to the size of his palm.
“Right,” he grumbles. “Thanks.”
My heart hammers in my chest as I take a seat opposite from him, watching as he sips his coffee. The macaron sits uneaten on the table, but I fight a small smile as his eyes slightly widen when he takes a drink.
“That’s really good,” he says, almost to himself.
“It’s local,” I say. “And it’s worth every extra penny the café pays for it.”
He nods appreciatively.
I point at the dark brown macaron. “And this is made to compliment it. It’s the tiniest bit of sweetness to offset the bite of the roast.”
He looks down at it and frowns. “I’ve never had…whatever kind of pastry this is.”
This time, I can’t fight the grin. “Try it. It’s my way of thanking you for taking the time to talk to me.”
His frown grows as he picks it up. But as I watch him take a bite, and the minute he chews, I know I’ve won.
“Fuck,” he says, and I burst out laughing. The combination of this giant, broody Alpha looking so impressed by a cookie has me entertained.
The corner of his full lip quirks up, and his scent changes slightly. It’s not as bitter anymore.
It’s tempered by a slight sweetness.
My stomach flutters.
“I’m glad you like it,” I say. “I’m usually never wrong with macaron flavors.”
“Oh?”
“I gave some to River and Landon, and they’ve been hooked ever since.”
At the mention of their names, his gaze hardens again. “Right.”
“Anyway, I’m Skylar. It’s nice to meet you,” I say quickly, trying to change the subject, even though I know he already knows my name. “And April is my best friend. She’s been missing for almost a month now. If you could help me at all, or offer me any advice, I would appreciate it.”
He nods. “I’m Vincent,” he says. “I apologize for not introducing myself sooner.”
Vincent.
The name fits him. With his hardened disposition and his rugged looks, it works for him.
And that scent.
I didn’t think any other Alpha scent could top River’s and Landon’s, but I was wrong.
