“You seem a little… I don’t know,” she said.
“Skittish,” Rich helped.
“Yes, that is the right word,” she agreed.
“I’m fine, just didn’t get enough sleep last night. I was going to go home and take a nap. I’m sure that will make it better,” I lied. It gave me an excuse for staying home.
“Oh, poor dear. You do that. Do you want me to send Dara over with some dinner?” Mrs Jones asked. She really was a wonderful woman.
“No thank you, Mrs Jones. I appreciate it, but I was looking forward to the dinner I was planning to cook,” I told her. So many lies in one day, I would get a stomachache if I continued like this.
“Well then, run along and call me if you need anything.”
“Thank you, Mrs Jones,” I said and gave her a hug. I hurried home and closed the door behind me. No Alpha. I was safe and he would leave town and everything would go back to normal.
Normal quickly went out the window as the Alpha came back the next day for breakfast. He sat down at one of my tables again, but not the same as at lunch the day before. I had to take almost all of Dara’s tables to make her take the one he sat at. I worked my ass off and tried to keep an eye on him at the same time. I groaned when Dara tripped and spilled most of the coffee pot in his lap. Mrs Jones came out and apologised and I prayed to all the gods I knew she wouldn’t make me take over the table. One of the gods apparently heard my plea. Mrs Jones took his table personally.
“Poor man, getting hot coffee all over his privates,” she told me later, after the Alpha had left.
“Yes,” was all I could say.
“And such a handsome and nice man. Not even a little angry or offended. He even gave a generous tip at the end.”
“Probably because you charmed him,” I said.
“Oh stop it,” Mrs Jones said, blushing. Rich was chuckling. “Maybe hiring Dara wasn’t the best decision,” she added.
“Maybe not. But we won’t find anyone else now. I’m sure we can survive the season,” I told her.
“You’re right. Let’s just keep an eye on when she goes for the coffee pot.” We all agreed. Dara didn’t seem to realise what a commotion she had caused. She was happy she hadn’t needed to tend to as many tables as she usually did. Thankfully, Dara didn’t work the lunch shift. CeCe came in and together we set the diner in order and CeCe told me the latest gossip. If it weren’t for her and Mrs Andersen, I wouldn’t have a clue what happened in town. In the middle of the lunch rush, the Alpha came back and again sat in my section, but again at a different table.
“Please CeCe, can’t you just take that table?” I pleaded.
“Why? I won’t take it unless you tell me why you are so hellbent on not serving him,” she told me.
“I just don’t like his vibe,” I said.
“His vibe? Come on, Amie, there has to be something else,” she insisted.
“I don’t know, I just have a bad feeling about it. Can you take him? Pleeeease.” I tried my best at puppy dog eyes.
“Fine! But I’m only doing it because we don’t get men like him that often and he’s a good tipper. And god knows he deserves some decent service after what happened this morning,” she relented.
“Thank you. I’ll be forever grateful.”
“If you really want to thank me, could you take care of Jessie?” she asked. I looked and saw that Jessie had sat down at one of her tables.
“Sure. Something wrong?” I asked. I knew CeCe and Jessie had a thing in high school. A month of flirting leading to a one-night stand that fizzled out into nothing. But neither of them had held a grudge and had been friends.
“Oh, ehm. Well, I might have done something I shouldn’t have the other night,” CeCe said.
“You slept with Jessie?” I asked.
“Well, yes. I didn’t mean to. It just sort of happened.”
“Yeah, sure. You just stumbled, undid both of your pants and accidentally speared yourself on his meat sausage,” I said, nodding.
“Shut up! And who says meat sausage?” CeCe giggled.
“I’ll take Jessie and you take my table and everyone is happy,” I said.
“Deal.” I walked over to Jessie and saw him looking towards CeCe.
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