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Ninety-Four: Five-minute break...

Isabella's POV

The first hours of my shift were so busy I didn't even notice time was flying by. Zach kept distracting me with his silly jokes and every time he ducked underneath the counter to drink for his energy drink, I almost lost it, trying to hold my laugh for the customer in from of me.

"I'm surprised you still haven't asked for a five-minute break; this morning was crazy busy." Zach said as he leaned against the counter while I made a customer's latte.

I looked at him, his hands in his pockets. "Hence the reason I didn't want to take a break. Wouldn't want to leave you alone as prey for the coffee addicts." I chuckled at how wild my imagination saw it happening in my head.

"Aaaw. Thanks." He said with an adorable expression on his face. He grinned tilting his head to the side before taking the cap of his head so he could run his hand through his hair. I felt my eyes dangerously wandering off to his movements. Keep your eyeballs on that latte before you burn yourself.

"Here you go. Have a nice day." I cleared my throat while giving the latte to the customer with a smile on my face. Once the customer turned her back to me I turned back to Zach, the cap now well placed on his head. Now he was staring at me and I couldn't help but to feel nervous under his sight. "What?" I said, frowning my brows at him.

He awkwardly laughed when I caught him staring, immediately diverting his gaze to the entrance of the store behind me. "Nothing. You're doing well, that's all." He shrugged his shoulders, his green eyes now back to focusing on my face. "Your good with the customers Bella." He smiled again, so sweetly this time while taking his hands out of his pockets. His mouth parted as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, almost like he didn't know what to say.

"Just say it." I smiled at him; my mind too curious about what was on his.

"It's just earlier you were crying..." He pulled up his brows like he was genuinely concerned. "I don't mean to be nosy but are you sure you're okay?" He carefully smiled, leaning more against the counter.

"Yeah I'm fine." I shook my head, looking down at the bright lilac of my shoes. I just couldn't look him in the eyes, because he'd know I lied.

He playfully scoffed, looking at me through his eyelashes. "When a girl says she's fine, she's usually not." I widened my eyes at him in confusion. And how would you know? "I have two younger sisters." He held up his hands, answering my thoughts.

"I bet you're a good brother to them." I always thought he was an only child for some reason but the spark that lit up his eyes showed the love for his siblings.

"I'm a bit too protective sometimes, I have seen their heart broken a few too many times. So, I know you're not fine. Everything okay between you and Lukas?" He asked, nervously biting on his bottom lip while he waited for my answer.

"Oh." I said surprised. "No, no it's not Lukas." I chuckled at the thought Zach might have thought Lukas was the reason I was crying while he's the reason I'm still so happy considering the situation. "No, it's something else. I just don't know how to explain." I looked down, afraid to be read like a book. I also didn't know if I should tell him. Could I trust him, not to hold it against me? "It's uuhm, It's fami-" All of a sudden Zach's eyes were no longer paying attention to me as his gaze was ripped away by something happening behind me.

"Bella, why don't you go take that five-minute break now." He interrupted me before clenching his jaw. "Just go, it's okay." He shortly smiled while his expression remained dark.

"What? I don't need a break." I protested because I felt something more was going on, and that something was probably standing behind me. I turned around to see if my suspicions were true but Zach's hands grabbing my arms stopped me. "Zach, what are you doing?" I hissed, trying to shake his hands off me even though they were gentle. He was so careful, trying not to hurt me that it was also easy to shake them off. I immediately turned around as my arms slipped through his fingers, causing him to grunt with frustration.