Chapter 2

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✿ Aileen's POV

I turn the 'closed' sign as Vee hands me my apron.

“Thank you,” I say, making my way to the back and through the connecting door that led to my breakfast restaurant.

“Order up!” Leslie yells, placing a plate of pancakes and bacon on the counter. “Table seventeen.”

“Don't worry Todd, I got it” I say and grab the plate.

I move over to the table and set it down in front of the little girl seated beside her mother.

“Would you like anything else, sweetie?” I ask her.

“Whipped cream” she sighs. “But Mommy won't let me have any.”

I glance over at her mother who's busy talking on the phone. I drop my voice to a whisper and nod at the girl.

“I'll be right back.”

She grins mischievously and nods as I stand.

“Todd” I call out. “Please get the little angel at table seventeen some whipped cream.”

“Well her mother was very particular about not giving the child any whipped cream.”

“So don't let the mother see Todd” I chuckle.

“Gotcha” he winks at me and walks off.

I walk back into the bakery just as Jaime is handing over a customer's order.

“Come again!” she calls out after the couple.

I smile at her.

“Hey, how's the cut,” she asks, gently touching the corner of my eyebrow

“Better. No thanks to you” I reply, pulling my face away from her. “You took forever to get back with that first aid box.”

“Oh but I apologized Miss Lee” she whines.

“I know, Jaime. I'm just teasing” I laugh.

I look out the window and the remaining laughter dies in my throat.

Shit!

“Jaime, tell Sophie and that gentleman she's with that I'm not here” I quickly instruct and duck behind the counter.

She looks at me and I nudge her to look away.

“Hi, Jaime!” I hear Sophie greet. “Is your boss here?”

Jaime lets out a sudden laugh and I pinch her to stop. She clears her throat.

“No, I haven't seen her all morning” she lies. “She's definitely in the eatery then.”

“I'll go see,” Sophie says and goes through the back.

I slowly pull my phone out of the back pocket of my jeans and flip the switch on the left side of my phone to silent.

“She's not there. Leslie said she just walked in here” Sophie says.

Jaime lets out another laugh and I pinch her again to get her to stop.

“Then she's probably not here” she quickly says, clearing her throat.

“But her car's out front” I hear the man's voice.

I make a face while I mimic what he just said.

“Oh, that” Jaime laughs shortly. “It wouldn't start, so she took the bus downtown to get the mechanic to come check it out.”

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