Unwritten (Kaylor g!p)

Chapter 8

Karlie's POV

As soon as I walked in I let Dimples out back while I went up to my room to shower. I smelled like the cafe, which I hated when I left. As I showered I thought about what happened earlier. Taylor actually agreed to work with me. I knew from talking to Cara how shitty her job search had been. The first two times I offered her a job was because she was Kendall's friend and I didn't want them to have to support her if her parents yanked all her money, which I found out they did. When I offered her the expeditor job, it was because she would be perfect for the job. The cafe wasn't technically big enough to have an expeditor, but it would provide me with some goddamn peace and quiet. I hated any type of yelling in the kitchen. I knew my customers could overhear them if it was slow. Having Taylor in the mix would nix all that shit. Especially since Mel had a really, really unprofessional vocabulary. I didn't mind cursing in front of Josie, but I wouldn't allow her to be around her. Most adults knew to clean up their mouths when a child was present, not Mel. I liked her though, a lot. Between Mel, Charles, Big John, and myself we had a pretty good thing going.

Once I was out of the shower I pulled on some cargo shorts and a black wife beater. I put my cap on my head and jogged down the stairs to let Dimples back in. Dimples was exactly a masculine name but that's what my princess wanted. That's what she got. Or Dimples got. Poor guy.

I went into the kitchen to start getting dinner together when the doorbell rang. I popped an apple chunk in my mouth as I walked out to answer the door. I had Dimples at my feet so I bent over to pick her up. It felt awkward having such a tiny little guy at my size.

"Hi," I smiled when I opened the door for Taylor. She had on different clothes. She looked a lot more comfortable in a pretty, lacy pink tank top. "Come on in."

"Thanks. Nice place you have here," she said. Her heels clicked on the hardwood floor as she walked into the house. Dimples squirmed in my arms to try to get to the visitor.

"Thanks. I like being close to the water," I said. I was right on the water with a boat parked in the little boat slip off the back deck. "Are you an animal person? Dimples wants to kiss your face." I kinda did too...

"Mmm... I'm not really interested in puppy slobber on my face but I don't mind dogs as long as they're not Dobermans, pits or Rottweilers. Those fuckers are scary as shit. I don't care what people say."

"Ah, they're harmless." I held Dimples out so Taylor could pet her. "Josie was eyeing a Rottweiler until Dimples came running out for her potty break at the shelter."

Taylor held out her hand for Dimples to sniff.

"This little baby looks like he'd have a hard time taking apart a biscuit, never mind an intruder." She giggled when the puppy licked her wrist.

"Get 'em at the ankles," I snorted. "Take out the achilles tendon and you're down for the count. You thirsty? Or hungry? I'm making pork chops and garlic smashed potatoes."

"Thirsty, yes. Hungry? I don't know. That Cuban was pretty big."

"I'll make enough for you just in case," I winked. "I'm doing beer, is that good or are you swearing off alcohol after you stripped?"

"Uh, beer should be okay. No tequila. Stripping in front of the boss is probably frowned upon," she said.

"A little," I laughed. "The cafe is closed on Mondays. We had a team builder and Dawn and this girl Holly ended up drinking way too much and got caught half naked behind the bar making out. I can honestly say I never want to see that much of Dawn again. Ever." Her skirt was pulled up and she wasn't wearing panties. She offered to let me join them which I politely declined. "Once you get to know her, I'm sure you'll like Dawn. She can be a little harsh in the beginning."