“Hello? Is this Azeer?” “It is.” I gulp from the delectable baritone. “Hi. I’m here. At Espresso Express. Whereabouts are you?” “Your three o’clock.” I check my Apple watch. “Baba said you and I were supposed to meet at nine in the morning, Azeer. If you were going to reschedule for the afternoon—” “Look to your right, Alina.” “My—” I catch the dark gaze of the dashing businessman. Ya Allah. My heart starts doing jumping jacks, taking a joyous leap out of my chest and heading straight for him like an overeager puppy. I shake out of my unconscious state when my phone hits the floor. I scramble
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