“I know.”
I picked up the bill and opened the register.“Tomorrow night, then.”
“Tomorrow night,” he agreed.“Does that work for you?”
“That depends,” I said, glancing up.“What time?”
“Whenever you’re free.”
“I work tomorrow.”
Before I could say anything else, Lark yelled from the back, “I’ll come in at seven and close for her!”
I closed my eyes for half a second.Then I looked toward the kitchen.“You are the biggest pain in my ass.”
“You’re welcome!”she shouted back.
Jesse laughed.
I sighed and turned back to him.“Apparently I’m free after seven.”
He nodded once, like that settled it.“Then I’ll pick you up after your shift,” he said.“You can pretend you don’t hate it for a few hours.”
There was something smooth in the way he said it.Not cocky.Just certain.
Not enough to make my stomach flip, but enough to make me notice.“That works,” I said.
His smile came easier then.“Good.Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Ever.”
The way he said my name should’ve made butterflies flutter more than it did.
Instead, all I could think was that this was happening awfully fast for someone I wasn’t even sure I liked.
But that wasn’t quite fair either.
I didn’t dislike him.
I was just… indifferent.
Interested in being asked, maybe.Interested in whether saying yes might finally be the thing that got Jude out of my system for good.
Jesse gave me a small wink, then turned and headed for the door.
The bell jingled behind him as he left.
And the second it shut, Lark came flying out of the back with both arms in the air.“I knew it!”she shouted.“I freaking knew he had the hots for you.”
“Oh my God,” I muttered.
She rushed up to the counter and planted both hands on it, practically vibrating.“Eight visits.Eight.That man was working up to this.”
I shook my head and tucked the five into the register.“You are way too invested in this.”
“Because I was right.”
“You say that about everything.”
“Because I usually am.”
