Sutton had just taken a sip of her latte when she noticed him. It wasn't his height or out-of-place outfit that caught her attention - it was his smile. His grin was contagious as he held open the door for an elderly couple. Sutton couldn't force herself to look away, so she decided to make a move.

She walked over to the sugar area pretending to search for something. As she got closer, she saw his eyes turn to her. "Do you guys have any cinnamon sticks?" She asked as she grabbed one out of the container. "Uh, yeah, I think so," he stammered.

He gave her a charming smile, and she melted. He introduced himself as Ezra while grabbing a cinnamon stick too for his coffee. Sutton was about to leave, but his voice made her pause. "Do you happen to know how to bake?" he asked sheepishly. "I am sort of anti-Valentine's Day, and I don't want to buy a cake."

Sutton giggled at his ridiculous request. Somehow, she found herself agreeing to bake him a cake. As they fumbled their way through an uncomfortable goodbye, they left with a sense of sweet anticipation.