The Girl He Craves

Chapter 29

Sophie’s pov

I parked on the side of the curb, my old car coming to a stop with a loud screech and a shud der.

“Dammit.” I snarled as I jab at the seatbelt to free myself.

Mila burst into fits of laughter as she watches me struggle with the seatbelt.

“Ha ha. Of course you’re all giddy and amused because at least you’re not stuck.” | groaned, jamming my fingers on the red release button on the seatbelt.

Mila taps her hand on the dashboard. “Mary is really about to give up on us.” She snorted.

I bought that car when I knew I needed my own transportation to bring Ash around. It was al ready old and looked ready to collapse, but it was at a reasonable price and that was all I could budget. It did the job anyway, even though half the time it’s a struggle to get out or startit.

“You’d think that naming her Mary she’d be lucky.” Thuffed, rejoicing silently when the release button finally works.

I was already contemplating if to grab a hold of the scissors I had in the compartment and just snip the entire seatbelt around me.

Mila giggled and then suddenly goes silent. “Uh oh.”

I snapped my head to her in confusion. “What?”

She nudged her chin slightly at the opening of the diner where I could see Ressa, Mila’s aunt and also Ria’s mom, bounding over here. Her black hair wipes behind her.

“Oh shit.” I winced when she knocks her knuckles on the passenger’s window. Mila rolls the glass down and it makes an awful screeching sound.

Ressa’s dark glaring eyes are more visible now as the dirty glass goes lower. “You two are late.” She snaps. “I’m here running this thing on my own. You know how busy this shit gets in the morning.”

“You know we have to drop off Ash first at daycare Ressa. We’re here now.” I said while look ing at the road behind me to be sure that a car wasn’t coming. When it was clear I opened the car quickly and got out.

“Oh right. How’s that little bugger? I haven’t seen him in a while.” Ressa chuckled, “I miss his cute face. You have to bring him here more often Soph, he attracts me more customers.”

“Leave it to you to still talk about getting more customers. You’re a living bank aunty Ressa.” Mila snorted as she got out of the car. The door screeches when she closes it.

a bank child I’d already own a mansion. You don’t see mansion print ed on my forehead

.

ass printed on your forehead either, but you sure walk like you have one.”

out a giggle when Ressa sent Mila a death stare that had

two.” She grumbles, walking away from

She actually walks like she has one

the little bell chimes. “Any time now

at

favorite customer is here.” Mila

looked up from cleaning the table and my eyes dart to where he always

years now. He was

when his brown eyes meet mine

give him a chance.” Mila joked, turning around to fully face Mr.

my head, grinning. “He can be your

is why I said if only he was younger.” She snorted stressing on the

I was sure she was counting the money she just made. It was just lunch time and I should be on

forcing me to do her bidding.” She rolls her eyes and skates

up the mess a family of four left on the table, 1 skated over to Bernard who was waiting for me patiently. “How’s your day

so much alike. Unfortu nately, I would

out the little notepad and then pull out the pencil behind my ear to write down his or der. Apart from how busy and noisy and a bit stressful working at the diner can be,

I got ketchup sprayed on me by a five year old who thought I needed a touch of red.” I pointed at the red stain that was still so visible on the light pink uniform we were

while awaking his head. “Kids these days

I beamed and nodded.

he like the bunny I bought him?” He asked with high hope. Bernard met up with Ash countless times when Ash wasn’t in daycare yet and I had to bring him to work when I got no

have to

more than that. I was actually planning

shook my head quickly. “Oh no no no. You don’t have to

I just want to do this for Ash. There’s no huge dent in my bank

it.” I threatened

only chuckles and grins,