Evie

The night went on and I continued setting tables for a private event set for this evening. It was a nice little break from the constant stream of guests that would come through.

It was hard to tune out the highlight reels of the Thunderbolts Captain being the leading scorer in the league and becoming the rookie of the year.

How some people manage to become that successful amazes me. He must be the city’s favorite little hockey star.

I hummed quietly to myself as I moved around the dining room.

“Waitress,” a woman’s shrill voice squawked. “Waitress!”

My head snaps up at the signal. “I’m so sorry, mam,” I apologize carefully. “What can I do for you?”

“Well, for starters, why don’t you actually serve me,” she scolds. “I have been sitting here for ten minutes trying to get your attention!”

I looked around. My eyes were starting to turn towards where I stood.

“Absolutely, mam,” I stammer. “What can I get you?”

“I need a drink, but everyone in here seems to be too distracted by the craziness outside,” she says with a huff.

I looked down at her glass. “What kind of wine would you like?”

“Your most expensive bottle. Make it snappy,” she orders sharply.

“Anything else?”

a super important guest coming. Bring two glasses,” she

right back with your drinks,” I

like this make me

woman watched

“Anything—“

face shut me

finally get your attention,” she laughed smugly. “That’s for being

angrily, coming beside me. “Are you not embarrassed by treating another human being

pouted innocently. “We can do what we want.

froze – He

once again lost any and all ability to speak. “I— uh—“

Stella smirked. “I’d go get yourself cleaned, sweetie, before that stains.”

breaths, it brought me back to the torment of high school. It was brutal how some kids were just

minutes later, I finally managed to calm myself down and I stepped back onto the floor.

went fairly smoothly. At least I made good tips tonight. Maybe it was the pity of the entire restaurant that filled my pockets.

dirty bin and grab my bag, throwing it tiredly over my shoulder. Without a

jerkoff was zooming down the street in

“Wait!”

the wheel of that crazy sports car, sat the one and only

youthful, had matured in all the best ways. His cheeks were toned and his jaw sharp and peppered with

night get any worse?

Evie Sinclair,

picked up the pace.

quickly. “I know you. I swear I’ve

him again.

you a ride,” he offered hopefully.

the sidewalk, snapping it from beneath me.

This night could get so

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