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.

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

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forehead either, but you sure walk like you have one.” Mila

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

you two.” She grumbles, walking away from us. My eyes fall

actually walks like she has one lodged up there.” I

and the little bell chimes.

I pass on amused looks at

favorite customer is here.” Mila teased, stopping beside

my eyes dart to

now. He was a very nice man and would talk to me about his home and family life. I

smiled when his brown eyes meet

give him a chance.” Mila joked,

my head, grinning. “He can be

her shoulder. “Which is why I said if

work!” Ressa yelled, coming out from the back where I was sure she was counting the

up her butthole lady is forcing me to do her bidding.” She rolls her eyes

cleaning 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 been Sophie?”

alike. Unfortu nately, I would never get to meet her physically since

pull out the pencil behind my ear to write down his or der. Apart from how busy and noisy and a bit stressful

year old who thought I needed a touch of red.” I pointed at the red stain that was still so visible

his head.

I beamed and nodded.

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

and smiled. “You have to stop spoiling

way. This is nothing Sophie. Ash deserves more than that. I was actually planning to buy him those big toy cars

head quickly. “Oh no no no. You don’t have to keep buying him

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

my eyes. “I’m not accepting it.” I threatened so he’d

only chuckles and grins, “We’ll see about