Leah's POV 😎
How does he look like an Abercrombie and Fitch model? Ryan Parker? And he's only wearing a cap and an apron? How? At least I'm not the only one who is baffled.
"So, are you guys ordering anything?" Parker says with a polite smile.
" I've never not had a caramel ribbon crunch frappe but it's not on the menu so....", I pretend to think for a while before saying, "Tequila on the rocks please"
Wait for it...
His smile drops and he gives me the typical Ryan Parker face, a blank stare, and turns to Kristy and Kyle and repeats the question.
"Iced Americano," Kyle says.
"Green tea latte," Kristy says.
" Hey, I haven't gotten my order yet", I interrupt.
"Caramel, this is a coffee shop." he sighs.
" And what is your job?"
" I'm a barista"
" Exactly BAR-ista"
He does the blank stare and says," This is why you don't have a boyfriend"
Now that is offensive.
Kristy and Kyle burst out laughing.
"That's mean. I don't have a boyfriend because I don't want one, not because I can't get one" I say, whining.
"Go back to work, Ryan......I can't believe I just said that", a middle-aged woman with big brown eyes and tight bun with a hairnet over it, a worn but neat old apron, and a stout figure but cute. She looked lively.
Then she and Parker shudder at the same time. He laughs and says," Yes ok boss". Then he goes over to the coffee machine.
"Fine, I'll have the same as Kyle, but with whipped cream"
He rolls his eyes.
I say, turning to the woman," Excuse me, nice boss lady, he's being mean to me"
She chuckles," Call me Nat"
I nod and say," Nat, he's being mean to me"
Parker turns to her and says," Just ignore her please"
Nat smiles and says," Are you guys dating?"
What the fuck?
I snort while Parker starts laughing.
I'm not that bad.
He continues laughing.
Okay, It's not funny anymore.
He continues laughing and I say," Now this is getting offensive". He finally calms down and says," No we're not, Nat"
When he finishes making the drinks he hands it over to us, I say," More whipped cream please". He adds some more.
"More whipped cream please", I say smiling sweetly.
He glares at me and adds a huge amount and hands it to me.
This is too good.
" Oh I was just kidding I don't want whipped cream", I say, trying to hold in my smirk.
His eye twitches and he uses his hand to knock the whipped cream off, it splats all over the counter floor, and smiles sarcastically as he hands it to me.
"On second thought, maybe I do want whipped cream......on the side", I say.
He mutters, "On the side? Who wants whipped cream on the side?"
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Heartstrings and HighJinks
RomanceIn a realm that practically worships brainpower, there's a guy named Ryan who's got more facts in his head than the entire royal library. But here's the catch: he knows zilch about the crazy rollercoaster called love. Seriously, the dude's a walking...
