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After the way my day has gone, all I want to do was unwind with my foot on the gas and the wind in my hair.
Me: Yes!
I agree to meet him at his place after my shift ends, and he agrees to feed me beforehand. I doubt that he intended for it to sound as suggestive as it did, but the heat that rushes to my face is unmistakable.
“Hey, are you okay?” Teagan asks from beside me.
“What? Yeah, why?” I ask.
“You’re beat red,” she says, gesturing toward my face.
“Oh, uh… it’s getting hot in here. Don’t you think it’s kind of hot?” I ask, word vomit threatening to come pouring out at any moment if I don’t get myself under control.
“Not really,” Teagan shrugs, leaning in to organize the display case.
“Oh, okay,” I say to myself, turning away from her and doing my best to stop thinking about Bodhi and all the things I would let him do to me in another life.
“Shoot,” Teagan whispers, glancing at her phone as the screen lights up from beneath the counter.
“What’s up?” I ask.
“Can you watch everything up here for a minute? I need to take this,” she says.
“Yeah, sure.”
Teagan disappears behind the kitchen doors, but they don’t do much to hide the displeasure in her voice. Without making it too obvious, I step toward the swinging door and peek through the window, taking in Teagan’s exasperated expression. She’s talking so fast that I can’t make out what she’s saying.
Feeling bad for spying, I walk back up to the counter and wait for her to emerge.
“What the hell are these?”
I turn to Teagan as she holds up the tray of burned muffins, scrutinizing them.
“Those would be the muffins I killed earlier,” I sigh, taking them from her and disappearing into the kitchen, where I dump them all in the trash. “I need to redo them really quick.”
I start pulling out all the ingredients I need and get to work. I want to ask Teagan about her phone call, but I also know how much I hate it when people intrude on my business, so I don’t say anything.
That is, until Teagan sighs loudly from the open kitchen door, watching me while also keeping her eye on the counter.
“What’s up?”
“Guys suck,” she says, something clearly bothering her, and my guess is that it’s Louis again.
“Tell me about it,” I say, thinking about all the stupid guy drama currently surrounding me.
“I’m just so over Louis and his antics,” she says, picking at a loose thread on her apron pocket.
“What this time?” I ask, prepping the muffin tin for the batter.
“That was him on the phone. I guess one of his buddies got arrested last night over something. He said the cops busted in the guy’s house and just arrested him and another guy,” she says.
“Yeah, uh I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that it probably wasn’t just for no reason,” I say, scooping portions of batter into each muffin paper.
“Right? But he swears that his friend did nothing wrong, and now wants me to give him money to help bail the guy out,” she whisper-shouts, clearly upset.
“What the hell? If the guy got arrested, it wasn’t just for nothing, and he wants you to just give him, what… a couple grand or something, just to bail this guy out?”
This guy is truly a piece of work, and Teagan could do so much better if she’d just realize her worth and stop letting this asshole back in.
