When Alex looked up at the sound of the entrance bell and saw Aaron, she had intense déjà vu. She couldn't help but remember that day in early fall when they'd first realized who the other person was.
This time, though, Aaron had an intent look on his stupidly handsome face. When he spotted Alex at the register, he stalked toward her like some kind of jungle cat.
"Welcome, let me know if you need help finding anything," she said pleasantly.
"Alex. I need to talk to you."
Alex was making notes to make it seem like she was busy. "I'm working."
Aaron glanced around the store. "There's no one here."
"There are two customers in the back corner reading. Besides, I have shelves to stock."
Despite her cool words, her heart was pounding like mad. Inhaling his scent, hearing his voice—both we
