Chapter 10

On Tuesday morning, I wave to Hailey as she steps onto the bus.

‘How did you go at Pure Fashion Industries, yesterday? Did Mark make a move?’ She asks, wiggling her brows.

‘No, he didn’t; he’s a gentleman. The work is easy. I always get it done, on time,’ I answer.

‘Do you think Mark will ask you out on a date?’ She asks, and I roll my eyes.

‘He is very handsome, but I’m not interested in him that way. I’m just enjoying normal conversations with him. It’s nice not getting asked what bra size I am, and other lewd questions,’ I explain.

‘Fair enough. I won’t be surprised if you hook up with him eventually,’ she says, grinning.

We get off the bus, enter the cafe, and I get straight to work, taking orders; Grace and Mark are not in yet. Mr Fulton asks Hailey and I if we can work a few extra hours, and we say yes.

It’s just after midday when Mark comes running into the cafe, huffing and puffing, trying to catch his breath.

‘Hey, is everything okay?’ I ask him.

‘Hey. I need a take away latt