Puck me. I’m yours
Jess was more than an ex-coworker, and since she'd found out about Liam and me, she'd quickly become not just a friend but a fan.
I stayed glued to my laptop through the first half of the day, then forced myself to shower and step out, wearing a yellow knee-length gown and leather slippers. I didn't carry a bag, just my phone in hand and a few banknotes tucked behind the phone case in case of emergency. The ride to Grind & Brew was somehow nostalgic. I'd woken up daily to report to my shift, smile at customers, and even at haters. I wasn't popular, not until the night with Liam. It had all happened so fast, and walking back into that place on Valentine's Day, late afternoon, only made my eye