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âIsabella?â Tyler called out, squinting slightly as if he were confused as to why she was acting so strange. Then it dawned on him. The emergency room. He showed up somewhere around midnight about a week ago, covered in blood. It wasnât his blood, but a co-workers. His âfriendâ was shot and Bella gave him a hard time about paperwork. Frustrated, Tyler wound up leaving the hospital with a sour taste in his mouth. Then a few days later, he ran into Bella at the coffee house. He spilled his coffee on her by accident, but she had reason to believe he was just out to get her, which couldnât have been farther from the truth.Â
âI come in peace. LookâŠ. no hot beverages or bloody friends this time.â he laughed, easing his way into cafe. âI come here every day. Caffeine junkie.â he claimed, which was probably the only honest to god thing heâs ever said to Isabella. Hell, even his name was fake. His surname, at least. So no, they werenât friends. But he bumps into her on a weekly basis given his job. He works late hours and almost always has a reason to stop at the ER. âYou know it would be much easier if you just stopped harassing me, maybe then these inevitable run-ins would be less awkward.âÂ
Bella couldnât help but laugh at his words. Harassing him? Ha! If anything, she felt like he was the one doing the harassing. âWell, itâs hard to trust or be nice to a person whoâs sketchy about filling out some simple paperwork when their friend was shot,â she said. âAlso, you did spill a scalding hot coffee on me, ruining my outfit, which made me late for work, so thanks for that.â Maybe she was taking this too far, or making this even worse for herself.
âAlso, itâs interesting how we keep meeting. Youâre just constantly popping up where I work, where I like to visit for some nice coffee.â She gasped, pretending to be shocked. âAre you a stalker?â Yes, she was definitely not making this any better, but joking through the awkwardness was her only way to deal with this run in.Â















