LOGINA 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.”<
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
Even after Riley finished taking the order at table four, she couldn’t go back to Elliot right away.Two new parties came in.Someone needed more coffee.Food was coming out of the kitchen.Another customer was waiting to pay.The diner, which had finally started to calm down, suddenly got busy all over again.As Riley clipped another order into the kitchen rail, she glanced toward the window booth.Elliot was still there.He had finished eating.There was barely any coffee left in his cup.But he didn’t seem impatient. He simply looked out the window now and then, or quietly watched the activity around the diner.“If you’re that curious, go finish your conversation.”Nora spoke from beside her.“What?”“You got interrupted earlier, didn’t you?”“You were listening?”“You were talking in the middle of my diner. I didn’t hear every word, but I got as far as you stealing a s
Elliot was eating the burger far more normally than Riley had expected.As she carried coffee to another table, she found herself glancing toward the window booth.He wasn’t using a knife and fork or anything ridiculous like that.He was holding the burger in both hands and eating it like anyone else.Although—somehow, even that looked unusually neat.“...You can really tell how somebody was raised.”“Tell what?”Nora was standing nearby.“Nothing.”“You’ve been looking at the window booth an awful lot.”“I met him yesterday. At the gala.”Nora stopped what she was doing.“At the gala?”“In the garden. When I escaped.”“I feel like that sentence requires an explanation.”“It’s a long story. Later.”Nora glanced toward the booth.Elliot happened to be drinking his coffee.“He looks very polished.”“Probably rich.”“Probably?”“I do







