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“I’m not answering that.”
“Ooh, I’m right.”
“Shut up.” I grabbed the salt container and brushed past her, laughter chasing me through the diner.
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. I was eighteen once,” she called after me, and I pushed through the swinging door into the kitchen.
“What’d I miss?” Rusty looked up from the hot plate, and I rolled my eyes.
“Nothing.”
“Becca got lucky last night,” a voice shouted.
“Cindy!”
“Awesome. Good for you. Who’s the lucky—”
The bell above the door chimed, and I peered around the service counter to spy on the new diners. I watched in horror as Cindy rushed over to Evan, fawning over him.
“Let me guess, he’s the lucky guy?”
I glanced over my shoulder and hissed, “Seriously, do you two have nothing better to do?”
Rusty shrugged his shoulders and went back to whatever it was he was doing before my life became more interesting.
“Becca, customer,” Cindy yelled a little too smugly. Her face lit up as I entered the diner, and she pointed at Evan, who sat in the corner booth, studying the menu.
“Stop,” I whisper-hissed.
“What?”she mouthed.“He’s so dreamy. If only I was twenty years younger.”
My eyes almost bugged out of my head at her words, but I didn’t have time to think as she handed me my notepad and nudged me in his direction.
“What can I get for you?” I asked the second I reached his booth.
“It’s like that, huh?” The amusement in his voice was strained, and a pang of guilt bolted through me.
“I’m working, Evan. Can I get you something or not?” I met his stare and cocked my eyebrow. I was being a total bitch, but it was the only way I knew how to protect myself. From him. From the threat of my past catching up with me.
“Becca.” His voice was softer, twisting something inside me. “Talk to me.”
I released a long breath. “I don’t know what you want from me, Evan.”
He raked a hand over his face and then flicked the menu in his hand. “I’ll get the bacon and cheese fries, and a chocolate shake, thanks.”
The walk back to the counter felt endless. Cindy watched me with a huge grin on her face, but it dropped when she saw the grimace carved into my mouth. “What’s wrong?”
Shaking my head, I said, “Nothing.”
“Doesn’t look like nothing, sugar. Do I need to go over there and talk some se—”
“No, no! We’re just working through some stuff.”
“Communication is key, trust me. Been there and got the t-shirt. Got a whole closet of them.”
With an eye roll, I put Evan’s order through to Rusty and busied myself. His order was cooked far too fast, and before I had time to think about how to fix things, I was serving him his food.
“Can I get you anything else?”
