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Ayesha was restocking the shelves when she heard the bell at the door. She didn’t turn around to acknowledge the customer. Florence was at the registry so she could face her work, knowing that her colleague had eyes on the customer and the cameras around the store.

“Daniela here?”

She nearly dropped the cup she held at the sound of his voice, barely managing to catch it before it slipped too far. He kept speaking, probably unaware that she was there. She didn’t know if he remembered how much she hoped to get the job. Florence knew, though. She, like the others, knew about their relationship.

“I’d go get her for you.” Florence half laughed and sped away.

“Take…your time,” Dimitri muttered.

Ayesha couldn’t even find it in her to turn around. She was hidden behind the shelves for now. She had managed to set the cup down without making a sound. She wanted to remain crouched down and out of sight. But she felt her body straighten against her will. Desire stopped her from hiding in her s