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A flash of red hair caught my attention as Rachel jogged back out, holding a sudsy dish.
“Yeah?”
Dear Jesus, why would she drip soapy water along the floor? Gah.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to bother you, I was hoping to chat with you about something for a second.”
“Oh, okay.” She looked around, as if she wasn’t sure where to put the dish. Settling on the counter, she set the plate down and walked over to me.
“What’s up?”
“I was just curious if you reprint and laminate menus on a quarterly basis or what the rotation usually is?”
Her dark brows hit her hairline as surprise swept over her features. “Oh those? No, we’ve had them forever. I don’t think they’ve been swapped out for at least two years or something.”
Just as I suspected.
“Okay, thank you. Um, do you have the number for the manager, by chance?”
Panic flooded the poor girl’s features. “Is something wrong?”
Shaking my head, I set the menu back down. “Not at all! I promise, I’m just hoping to talk with the manager about a business opportunity. You have been amazing, don’t worry.”
“Okay, good, just making sure.” She exhaled and walked back toward the back, forgetting her soapy dish.
Right as she exited, I heard the small bell over the door jingle. I turned, seeing my best friend enter, hugging a cross-body purse to her chest. Her eyes widened as she took me in and hustled toward the table I had snagged for us.
“I literally don’t even need caffeine; I just need details,” she gushed, barely balancing her ass in the small seat she’d half untucked from the table.
Feeling my face flush red, I settled in across from her and decided to just spill everything, like ripping a Band Aid.
“Well, I may have oversold it. I mean, it wasn’t that big of a—”
“You will not skimp on this, Raelyn Vernon. Tell. Me. Everything,” she demanded, leaning over my cup of coffee.
Exhaling a heavy breath, bristling at the flicker of embarrassment that came with the feeling of what happened, I just blurted it out.
“He kissed me.”
“What?” she shrieked loudly, making Rachel drop something in the back. The barista came rushing back out, eyes wide and chest flushed.
“Everything okay?”
“Sorry,” Nora and I apologized in unison.
Rachel shook her head, probably in irritation, and trudged into the back.
“He kissed you? Okay, back up.” Nora sat back, shaking her head.
“Okay, so when I got up there, I had no idea it was his house, until he walked out.”
“How is that possible?” Her brows came together, piecing little bits together, and it made me want to just let her try and draw her own conclusions. Confessing felt like swallowing glass.
“Well…funny thing about that, I found out last night that my dad had actually set me up and asked Davis to place the order without putting his name on the ticket.”
“What?”
Something crashed again in the back. We winced and yelled together toward the kitchen, “Sorry!!”
