تسجيل الدخولAfter they exchanged names—
for some reason, neither of them went back to the mansion right away.
Still barefoot, Riley sat down at the edge of the lawn and set her heels beside her.
Elliot hesitated for a moment before sitting on the low stone border a short distance away.
Even in a tuxedo—
somehow, he managed to sit neatly.
“Won’t that get dirty?” Riley asked.
Elliot looked down at his clothes.
“Probably. But I’m going to have to sit d
“Taking the bus today?”A few days later, Riley was taking off her apron after her afternoon shift when Elliot asked from his usual booth by the window.“I’m walking.”“All the way home?”“Only partway. I’m meeting Jax and the others for pizza.”Riley pulled a hoodie out of her locker.“The place Jax mentioned the other day?”“Yeah. You’re coming too, right?”“Me?”“He invited you.”“I thought he was joking.”“Jax is surprisingly serious when food is involved.”Elliot smiled.“Then I guess I’ll go.”“What about your car?”“I’ll have them pick me up afterward. I already gave my driver a time.”Riley turned toward him.“Oh.”“What?”“You decided all of that yourself before I asked.”“I’m starting to get nervous every time you check.”“That sounds like progress.”“Does it?”◇The heat had eased a little by the time they
When it was time for Elliot to leave, Jax, Tasha, and Benji headed out of the diner with him.Riley was still on the clock, so she stayed behind.“Weren’t you going to look at the car?”Through the window, she could see Benji glancing back several times.“I am!”“Don’t touch it.”“I know!”“That answer does not inspire confidence.”Elliot laughed as he left with the three of them.About ten minutes later, Riley was clearing a table when the bell over the door rang again.“Welco—”She looked up.Elliot.And behind him, Jax, Tasha, and Benji.“...Why are all of you back?”Jax pointed a thumb at Elliot.“Car wasn’t there.”“It wasn’t?”“More accurately, my driver called. Traffic getting back this way is apparently pretty bad.”Elliot held up his phone.“I had him move the car somewhere farther down so it wouldn’t block anything around the diner, bu
Once Elliot joined them, their usual table became a little louder than normal.Most of that was Jax and Benji’s fault.Tasha sat with her coffee, occasionally stepping in to stop one of their questions and occasionally deciding it wasn’t worth the effort.Riley joined the conversation whenever work allowed, then disappeared again whenever another table needed her.“So do you go to college every day?” Benji asked.“Not every day. I have days without classes, and sometimes I have things to do for my family.”“Like work?”“I don’t officially work for them yet, but sometimes I sit in on meetings or visit one of the companies. There’s a good chance I’ll be involved in the family business eventually, so the idea is that I should start learning now.”“Do they pay you?”“No.”“I wouldn’t go.”Benji answered without hesitation.Elliot laughed.“Lately, I’ve started wondering whether I’m going because I
“Riley!”A little after three in the afternoon, the diner door swung open along with a very familiar voice.Riley stopped pouring coffee behind the counter.“Don’t yell inside the diner!”Jax walked in first, with Tasha and Benji behind him.“I wasn’t yelling.”“They probably heard you outside.”“It was an enthusiastic greeting.”“Sit down before Nora hears your enthusiastic greeting.”The three of them started toward their usual booth.Then Jax stopped halfway there.He was looking toward the window.“...Oh.”Riley followed his gaze.Elliot was still there, having finished his pancakes.Jax slowly looked back at Riley.“Is that—”“What?”“Him?”“Could you make that sound any more suspicious?”Tasha had noticed too.“The guy you told us about?”“Yeah.”Riley answered casually.“Elliot.”Elliot had noti
A few days later—Elliot showed up at the diner again.This time, it was two in the afternoon.And almost as soon as he sat down, he looked at the menu and said,“I’m having pancakes today.”Riley paused with her order pad in hand.“At two in the afternoon?”“You told me people should eat them whenever they want.”“I did.”“So I’m eating them.”Riley looked oddly pleased.“I like this. Feels like I just beat Benji.”“Am I competing with somebody I’ve never met?”“Benji refuses to accept pancakes as lunch.”“Is it fair to beat someone who doesn’t know there’s a competition?”“I’ll tell him eventually.”Elliot laughed and closed the menu.◇While they waited for the pancakes, Riley worked around the counter and talked to him whenever she was nearby.“Did you eat stuff like this when you were a kid?”“Pancakes?”“Yeah. Breakfast at home.”
A few days later, in the middle of the afternoon—the lunch rush had ended, and the diner had settled into one of its quieter stretches.Riley was behind the counter rearranging glasses while talking to Nora about the next day’s supplies.“Are we going through orange juice faster than we were yesterday?”“It’s getting warmer. We should probably order one extra for the weekend.”“Then put it on the order sheet. And don’t forget to count the glass you drank yesterday.”“That was one glass.”“One glass is still inventory.”“You’re strict.”“Business owners have to be.”They were still talking when the bell over the entrance rang.“Welcome in.”Riley looked up automatically.Then stopped for half a second.A neat jacket, similar to the one he had worn the last time.His clothes were a little more relaxed today, though. No tie.Elliot.He spotted Riley almost immediately







