Chapter 14: The Waiter

| The Waiter |

“WOW! We have lots of customers, huh?” I put my apron on and didn’t bother to go to my locker and just went on the counter right away.

“Of course, we have a gorgeous waiter,” Kara answered.

“You mean, Bill?”

Well, he's handsome, I must admit, but Bill was absent since last week for a particular reason—he’s sick.

She shook her head and said, “No, we have a newly hired waiter,” she answered.

“What do you mean?” I asked with curiosity.

“Oh, he’s there, right behind you—”

My forehead wrinkled as I shift my head to where she’s pointing.

To my surprise, the cup I’m holding almost slip on my grip, “What are you doing here?” I asked the guy whom I’m trying to forget.

He raised his left brow and put the tray he’s holding at the top of the counter. “Two macchiatos for table thirteen, Miss,” he said and leaned on the counter, crossed legs as he