Jules “Maria.” I bent down and kissed her cheek. Olly’s mom was sitting at the kitchen table mixing something in a bowl. “Jules.” She squeezed my hands. “It’s so good to see you.” She patted the table. “Sit. I want to hear how you are doing.” I didn’t mean to laugh, but she was so damn adorable. “First, I need to know how you are doing?” I sat down beside her. “You’ve had a busy few days.” “I blame the stool.” She rolled her eyes. “It was in my way.”
Read more here“Hello.” I lightly knocked on Jules’ office door. “Olly.” She stopped typing and stood. “Wait—” she tapped on the screen of her phone— “how is it already 5:00?” Jules walked around the desk and took the few steps toward me. “Crazy day?” I reached for her hand and tugged her against me. “Yes, and no.” She rested her hands on my chest. “A woman fainted while grabbing a tomato, we ran out of donuts two hours after we opened, and somehow, my order was missing iceberg lettuce.”
Read more here“Tell me, what are your thoughts regarding a carpool?” Olly leaned a hip against the bathroom doorframe and ran his hands through his hair. I opened a drawer and grabbed a comb. “Here.” I leaned up on my tippy toes and kissed him. “Carpool, huh? Well, is it considered a carpool when only two people are present?” “Hmmm…good question.” He pulled out his phone from his back pocket. “Let’s see what Mr. Internet says about that.”
Read more hereAn hour earlier… “Have a good night.” Stacy waved at me as I walked by the customer service station. “Wait. Stop. Come back here.” She moved around to the front of the counter and stopped in front of me. “You okay?” “Yeah.” I attempted to smile, but I wasn’t feeling it at the moment. “What’s up?” “Nothing.” “Ryan.” “Stacy.” I scowled. Why was she acting so strange?
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