Back to work and just like that the weekend was over.
Boy, summers a blast. I saw him today at the dinner. Wearing a leather jacket with a black shirt and light colored blue jeans he sat down in a corner booth, then someone who looked like him followed and sat down.
Weird.
I walked over and asked them what they wanted. The other one started to bug me.
Cocky. Arrogant. Probably selfish, but undeniably good looking.
So I took their orders and walked away.
Mallory was wondering who the "hot" guys I had at table seven. I told her they were just customers.
She gave me a smug look raising her eyebrows.
-Just believe me already
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