Page 14 of Amber: Deja Brew

I find comfort in the daily routine. It’s peaceful and relaxing, which is exactly how Wes described cleaning.

“I think this is how Wes feels,” I tell Julian as we turn on all the machines and get the cash register open for the day.

“I hope so.” Julian laughs. “Less cleaning for us.”

He grabs the Pumpkin Spice Latte Sandwich Board and takes it outside while I set out the milk and cream. We’ve just finished up when Chase comes back down.

“Wes has everything under control upstairs,” he says. “You guys need any help down here?”

I shake my head. “Nah. Juli and I got it.”

“Juli again, huh?” My best friend turned mate chuckles and pulls me into his side.

“Yeah, Juli.” I smirk up at him, while my pulse hammers in my chest.

For a second, time stands still.

“Do you want me to help make drinks?” Chase asks, and the moment’s gone.

“We’re good,” Julian tells him. “Plus, don’t you have a lot of client work you need to do?”