Stella crossed her arms over her chest and rolled her neck, her expression one of skepticism. With those heels on, Stella had about an inch of height over me that was slightly intimidating. When I was just a regular server to Stella, she hadn’t been this imposing. “Honestly, you don’t have to thre
Evie After Aria texted me that she was there with her “surprise”, I finished up the last of the dishes and made my way to the front of the restaurant. I spotted Aria by the front door, waving to someone outside. When she noticed me approaching, she smiled wide. “Guess who’s back?” said Aria, and
Lucas laughed and pulled away, a twinkle of mischievousness in his eye. “Also, I wouldn’t mind if you could show me around a little. I’m sure you’ve got a few single, preferably non-straight guys in your arsenal that would find themselves fascinated with an attractive man like me.” I gave him a pl
Evie I was trembling. While it was emotionally exhausting, Timothy was meant to be my dark secret. I don’t consider myself an open book, and it wasn’t like most people were compelled to ask me about my personal life. I considered that a fortunate consequence of keeping to myself and focusing on
“I know you’ve got a reputation for flying through women, but it would benefit you to be a little safer at this time, given that your current case is very image conscious. If you caught an STD now, that could diminish your position in the termination lawsuit.” Timothy shot me an incredulous look.
Third Person There was a moment of hesitation as Timothy marched down the dark street. He’d passed them in a hurry, making sure to bump into Evie’s little “friend” on the way out. However, he felt his pace begin to slow. He cast a glance over his shoulder and saw Lucas heading in the opposite di
They had been so intimate, clinging on to one another, kissing without a care in the world. Lucas could brag all he wanted about how it felt to be with Evie, but Timothy had lived that reality for a brief period before he fumbled it. “Timothy, watch it!” Timothy shook his head, the image of Evie
Evie The last place I expected to be was back in the boss’ office. He was pouring himself a cup of coffee, humming a small tune as he did so. I sat quietly in my chair, my hands folded on my lap, as he headed back to his seat and took a long sip. He hadn’t mentioned what the meeting was for spec