His Muffin

A guy? At 6?

CHAPTER 2

{Xavier Knight}

I get out of my car and walk towards my office, Knight's Corp., I own many buildings, hotels, offices, and clubs. If I didn't, people would be confused about where I get my money, I can't exactly tell the public about my mafia.

Walking in I go straight to the bakery area, the blueberry muffins are so fucking good.

I look for her to see if she has my muffin, she always hands me a specific one. She doesn't know I know, the one time I told her there were too many blueberries and the next day there wasn't, so I went to get another one in the afternoon and there were more again.

I was confused and did the same thing the next day and came to the realization that she makes one separate one for me.

I spot her talking to someone, that someone was a guy, I looked at the time and it was exactly six. She usually serves me my muffin at six, she knows it, so why is she talking to another man at six?

I take a moment to admire her, she was truly beautiful, she laughs at something he says and I walk over, kind of annoyed. Why am I annoyed? I don't know. All I know is that I don't like how close she is standing to him.

When I reach them she looks at me, then at her phone, probably to check the time. She realizes that it's six.

"Oh crap, I have to go, I'll talk to you later, bye Blake," she hurries, hugging him.

She walks towards the counter not waiting for his answer and I follow behind.

"A little later than usual, huh muffin?" she looks shocked, probably by the nickname. Why did I just call her that? Stay cool Xav.

"Umm yes, I'm sorry sir, was there no other person available?" she questions looking behind me, probably to check where the other servers were.

"I'm not sure if they know my usual muffin, you do," I shrug.

"Yes, of course, sir," she replies with a smile. Cute, "let me get your muffin."

"Sure, Muffin, take your time," I smile, what am I doing?

Her smile gets wider as she walks to the back to get my muffin, when she gets back she has 2 muffins in her hand.

"Sir, would you like to try a different muffin I made? It's not on the menu but I wanted to try something new," she hands me my muffin and holds out the other one, hmm she made it so I doubt it would be bad.

"Could you bring them both to the table? I'll try the new one and eat mine there too," I request, I'll be a little late but I'm the boss so if I want to be late for a muffin, I will be.

"Of course, sir," she gets a plate and walks me to my table, and places the muffins on the plate while I sit in the chair.

Once I settle, I look up to see her staring at me with a grin, I'm guessing she wants me to try it right now.

I pick up the blueberry muffin and she just continues to stare, her smile dropping a bit when I don't pick up the mystery muffin.

"I like starting my morning with the blueberry one," I explain, smiling. "Tell me what flavor the other one is, Muffin," I will continue calling her that. It suits her.

"Chocolate chip muffin, sir," she exclaims; she seems like a very happy person. I like it.

"I'm not much of a chocolate person," I admit, "not that I hate it, it's good sometimes and I'm sure this will be good," I immediately backtrack when I see her smile fully drop.