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Cleo didn’t adhere to my request. She sniffed the wind coming in from the window I’d opened for her.
“Sorry, she’s busy sniffing the wind,” I told Cap.
He chuckled.
Then he asked, “You sure?”
I knew what he was asking.
“I’m sure.”
“Okay, I’ll set it up and let you know.”
“Thanks.”
“I gotta hit it, so I’ll let you go.”
“Groovy,” I lied.
His voice wasn’t as sleepy anymore. But I liked listening to it.
“Have a good day, babe.”
“You too, Cap. See you later.”
“Later.”
He disconnected.
Cleo and I continued on our way to work.
* * *
We madeit through the morning and lunch crushes without Dream dumping her kids on us for her Reiki or cupping, or whatever appointment (fortunately), or Hunter, who was bi, so his array of targets was larger than most, hitting on one of the customers (unfortunately—Hunter was a master at flirting and it was always extraordinary to watch).
Though, I’d received a text from Cap asking if he could pick me up at 5:30, rather than 6:30, for our date, so we could swing by Elsie Fay’s house for a visit on our way to the restaurant.
I knew his tactic.
We had something to do and somewhere to be, and if it was a nice somewhere, he’d have reservations we wouldn’t want to miss, so the visit would have to be short.
That was sweet. Unnecessary, but sweet.
And although this would cut into my primping time (since my shift ended at four, it was cutting it close), I’d confirmed that was a go.
Cleo was snoozing on her back with all four of her paws up in the air on the bench seat next to Tito. I was at a table dropping some of Lucia’s carne asada crepes. Jessie and Luna were behind the bar—Luna making someone a coffee, Jessie whipping up a couple of her signature Jessita Mojitas—when Scott and Louise came in.
My gaze shot to Luna at the exact same time her gaze shot to me.
Scott and Louise were her parents.
Scott and Louise both had jobs, working together—Scott as Managing Director, Louise as Development Director—at a nonprofit that dealt with affordable housing initiatives and helping with the homeless.
So neither Scott nor Louise showed at SC on a workday at two thirty in the afternoon.
In other words…
This couldn’t be good.
