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“Milo,” I say, filing the information away to deal with later.
“That’s right. He and I grew up together.”
“And as touching a story as I’m sure that is, it still doesn’t explain why he would tell you where I work, and why you showed up here in the middle of my shift.” My eyebrows are halfway up my forehead as I stand there waiting for an answer.
“About last night—”
“When you managed to single-handedly throw a wrench into the gears that are my life?”
“What?” He stares at me, perplexed, wrinkles creasing the corners of his eyes.
“Nothing.” I roll my eyes and wave him on with my hand, hoping to get him out of here as quickly as possible.
“I’m just here to offer my help.”
“Because you haven’t already done enough?”
He forces a sigh out slowly through his nose, in what I assume is an attempt to calm himself.
“Look, it was an accident. I apologized—”
“No, actually you didn’t.”
“What?”
“You didn’t apologize. Short of accepting fault with the officer, you hardly even acknowledged that you were to blame,” I say.
His eyes wander around the top of my head for a brief second before coming back to meet my stern expression.
“You’re right.”
Come again?
“I’m sorry for that, as well as the part that I played in the accident.”
“All of it,” I say under my breath.
“Excuse me?” He snaps.
“Nothing, continue.”
“Listen, I’m trying to make amends here,” he says, gesturing between the two of us with his hands.
“Couldn’t you have done that last night?”
“Kind of hard once your boyfriend showed up.”
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I’m quick to correct, and I’m not sure if it’s because of Bodhi or Sander that I do.
“You tell him that?” He smirks, and I want to shove his face away from me. How dare he even assume to know anything about my relationship, or lack thereof, with Sander.
“If you don’t have a point to make here, I have work to do,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Oh yeah,” he waves his hands around his head, “you have a coffee crisis going on in the back?”
“Oh, I’m sorry, not all of us can work for our daddies,” I sneer.
Bodhi clenches his jaw so tight that if I cared, I’d be afraid of him cracking his teeth. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a card, slapping it down on the counter in front of me.
