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Harper: Seriously, please tell me you’re okay. I’m pretty sure you are since Mr. I’m-going-to-fuck-up-Levi was determined to have you to himself.
Harper: Don’t worry about Levi. I made him and his friend Darren happy by the end of the night. We’re totally swapping sex stories when I see you at work.
Harper: Note to self: never party the night before a 5 a.m. shift. It looks like three hours of sleep and six espresso shots. I may or may not have started hallucinating about dicks floating through the coffee shop.
Harper: There’s a guy in the coffee shop using a typewriter. Like, an actual vintage typewriter, the kind that makes a fuckton of noise. Pretty sure he’s a time traveler. Should I offer to buy him an iPad or something?
Harper: Girl, this day is dragging without you. Rescue me before I gnaw off my own arm and use it to beat the shit out of a customer.
Harper: I swear, if I hear the phrase “you should smile more” one more time, I’m going to start throwing things. Just letting you know that the tip jar is going to empty cause I’ll need it to make bail.
Calista: I’m stopping by to see you ??
Harper: THANK. FUCK.
I may or may not grin all the way to the Sugar Cube.
Chapter36
Calista
“You bitch!”
Everyone in the Sugar Cube, including my boss Alex and me, turns to stare at Harper. I know I’m not the only person with my mouth hanging open.
“What?” She flips her hair over her shoulder. “I was worried about my bestie boo, okay?”
I give my co-worker a tiny wave and walk up to the counter, my face hot with embarrassment. “Hey, Harper. Hey, Alex. Sorry about not coming into work today. I accidentally slept in.”
He waves a hand in dismissal. “When your boyfriend called me this morning to tell me you were exhausted and needed a day to rest, I was glad to hear it. Today is the first shift you asked to have off, and frankly, it’s about time.” He lifts a brow. “Which also makes me wonder why you’re here.”
“I need to talk to Harper. Don’t worry, I won’t interfere.”
Before Alex can respond, my best friend beckons me. “Come on, Calista. Get back here before I die from curiosity.”
I make my way behind the counter, put on my apron—earning a frown from Alex—and go to stand beside Harper at the coffee machine. “Why don’t you teach me how to make a couple things while we chat between customers?”
“Deal. So…” she says, drawing out the word. “What ended up happening last night with yourboyfriend?”
Her emphasis on the word makes me cringe. “It’s not like that.”
“Then what’s it like?”
“Well, for starters, Hayden and I aren’t official. At least, not that I’m aware of.”
Unless you count him wanting to kill someone because of me.
Harper runs her gaze up and down my body. “Well, something’s official. I know that outfit didn’t come from you.”
“You’re right. Hayden picked it out for me.”
“Damn. Is there anything that man can’t do? I bet he’s amazing in the sack.” She sighs, her lashes fluttering. “I’m going to need details. Inches, girth, etc…”
“Harper! At least lower your damn voice.”
She grins at me. “I was wondering if caliente Calista was gone now that the alcohol is out of your system. Glad to see her again.”
“I mean it,” I say between clenched teeth. “I’ll leave if you don’t attempt to keep this private.”
