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He quirked up an eyebrow. “I’m here for the food. I
approve, by the way. Five stars for the food, five stars for
your service.”
“You’re stalking me,” I deadpanned.
“I am,” he admitted, calmly and without any shame.
This was getting out of hand. It was unacceptable, but I
couldn’t even say anything back. Not while I was still
working. My boss was somewhat of a bitch, and I couldn’t
risk pissing her off, so I bit my tongue and smiled.
“I’ll give you the bill. We close in thirty minutes,” I said,
as politely as I could, the corners of my eyes twitching with
the effort to keep from snapping at Maddox.
Turning on my heels, I walked away before he could say
anything else. I prayed he’d be gone by the time my shift
ended.
When the clock struck eleven thirty, I hurriedly fumbled
with the strings of my apron. I went into the bathroom and
quickly changed out of my waitressing uniform, jumping
into my jeans and yanking my beige sweater over my head.
Done and done. I had fifteen minutes to catch my bus, and
it was the last bus for tonight.
As I walked out of the restaurant, I prayed… and
hoped…
But nope.
There he was, standing against the lamp post next to the
bus stop.
Deep breaths, Lila, I told myself.
My lips tightened into a firm line as I walked to the bus
stop, stopping next to Maddox but refusing to acknowledge
him. He was starting to become unbearable. Why did I even
feel something for him before?
The smell of cigarette was strong in the air, and I rolled
my eyes. “Smoking is bad.”
“Yeah, yeah. I know. Cancer and shit.” From the corner
of my eyes, I saw him take another long drag before
exhaling a puff of smoke through his nose.