Never Again

Chapter 19: Sharing

It was surprising how quickly Switzerland had felt like home, it was like she had been here for months. It was exactly what she had needed and every day she felt a little bit more like herself again. Her body was still healing very slowly, but at least she was recovering. She was now able to breathe normally again and that made everything a lot easier already, especially at work. She had told her colleagues that she was robbed and that's why she had those injuries. They really were wonderful because they always took her injuries into account and helped her wherever they could. Working with them was great fun and it felt like she was starting to make new friends.

She absentmindedly stroked the bruise on her face and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was almost eleven. He was always here around eleven so she quickly went to clean the table at the window. She caught herself staring out the window looking for Sebastian, but he was nowhere to be seen. She sighed and tried not to feel disappointed, she didn't even know if he would be here today. While she cleaned the other tables she thought about all the times he had came in. He had always ordered the same coffee and he was always able to cheer her up. She even had arranged that she could take her break around eleven, so that she could join him for a coffee. It had surprised her how easy it was to talk to him and how time seemed to fly during those moments.

'Hey there,' Seb said.

'Hi!' she replied happily. There he was, he must be a Ninja or something, because a second ago he hadn't been there surely.

'Busy day?' he took off his jacket and tossed it on an empty chair before sitting down.

'Not really, so I've been helping out in the kitchen today,' she answered distractedly. Damn, he looked good today. His hair was a bit messy and he was wearing a white long-sleeved shirt with light grey stripes. The two top buttons were open and revealed a glimpse of his toned chest.

'Doing the dishes?' he shot her a sly smile and began rolling up his sleeves, revealing his strong arms.

'No, practicing my baking skills. It was even good enough to sell!'

He laughed at her enthusiasm and his eyes looked even bluer than before. 'You bake?'

'Yes, started baking when I first came here to clear my head, but now I actually enjoy it,' she explained.

'What did you make today?' he glanced at the counter like he was expecting the cakes to answer.

'Schwarzwälder Kirschtorte,' she answered proudly.

'Nice, chocolate is my favourite,' he answered while licking his lips. 'Can I have some?'

She raised an eyebrow. 'Are you sure? Normally you only drink coffee, I don't think I ever saw you eat cake.'

His face fell a bit. 'I know, but you made it, so I have to try!' he exclaimed, 'And Heikki is going to kill me soon after,' he muttered so that Keira couldn't hear him.

'Alright then, I'll get us both a piece,' she said. She adjusted her apron and disappeared to the back to appear again a few minutes later.

'For your information, this will be on your own risk,' she sniggered when she put down the cake in front of Sebastian. 'I can't be held responsible for any inconveniences you might encounter after eating this, like food poisoning and stuff.'

He shot her an annoyed glare, but his eyes were twinkling. 'You're cruel, you should have become a lawyer.'

'Too boring,' she answered while taking a bite of her cake. She was quite pleased with the cake, it was actually kind of eatable.

'Yeah, I might agree with that, I like my job better,' he also put some cake into his mouth. 'Is perfect, I can taste chocolate,' he said while trying not to spit out the cake.