My brother isn’t like that.
If I know one thing for sure about him, he’d never catch feelings for a human.
No.
That poor woman.
She’s being used by him.
And now I’m going to use her, too. Only, I’m going to be using her for something a little different, a little better—bait.
You
You yawn, stretching your arms in the air as you head out the door in the pre-dawn hours.
You managed to stick it out to the end of your shift—barely.
It was so dead, it was hard to stay awake.
You couldn’t even bring yourself to read any of the steamy vampire romance books you brought along on your phone. Every time you opened them, you’d just find yourself thinking of Ziros all over again.
Instead, you cleaned.
A lot.
Radio on, singing-off key while no one was around—good times.
And you spent a good fifteen minutes staring at the display case of terrible pastries, wondering if you might be able to politely tell your boss how bad they are without totally crushing her feelings.
After all, if the cafe had pastries that were any good, maybe they’d get way more business.
Oh, well.
Not your problem.
Speaking ofnot your problem, even though you waited an extra ten minutes, the next shift never showed up. Normally you’d wait longer, but since Mel had specifically told you it would be fine if you’d left early, you decide to head out anyhow, turning the sign to “closed” as you carefully lock-up.
Mel
—A Few Hours Later—
What the?
The gal who was supposed to work after June had a family emergency, so I’m back at my cafe bright and early. The perks of being the owner, I suppose.
But that’s not the problem.
The problem is, some asshole’s gone and thrown away all my pastries.
Yep.
Just dumped ‘em all in the trash like rubbish.
I stare down into the garbage bag, head reeling. June wouldn’t have done this. She’s a sweetheart, and a rule-follower.
There’s no way.
Would she?
