ro

days when I'm expected to stay and close. Since I've got plans tonig

ask my manager, who's calculating

. "No, you're good. Thank

guys on the line will stop me before I can get to the back door, asking me to help with their cleanup.

hing in there will probably smell like grilled food later tonight, but I tell myself I'll clean it out later. Smelling like food af

from Noah that came in during my shift. My manager has been getting stricter

wn for somet

ping out m

handle another devas

bubble appears and disappears several

We'l

oji, which makes me laugh. I type out

day btw. I helped him calm his k

Who?

ridiculously attractive man

was him. His ki

my thoughts abou

is his nephew, though. His mom passed a

trigues me a little. I think back to the desperate, serious look

dour, huh? Not

. Seems like he's just been thr

y of people who had been through a lot. Life often throws curve balls at peop

hind you. Sometimes, it's downright imp

fter the initial signs of grief have faded, there's still a residual

ssage to Noah, then erase it an

t makes

but my mind is still on Evans

o meet Olivia for drinks after work, but it's a little shady, even at this time of night. I tend to wait for her

up to greet me, a wide grin on her face, her fou

a survival skill for her-she's only five feet, two inches tall. She tends to wea

as if it's been years since we last saw each other. She steps back, bru

"I'm just glad to

bad,

rse. I'm just having trouble with this job l

r had a lot of money, so Olivia is used to the endless grind of soul-sucking

n for her. The two of us enter the bar, waving to t