Page 13 of Coffee Shop Cupid
I expected her to walk back to the front, but instead she walked over to where I was preparing a tray of cookies to go into the oven. “Hey Chase?”
“Yeah?”
“I think that omega from last week is back. The one who ran out crying.”
“You think?” I asked.
“Do you know how many people I see in a day?”
I chuckled. “Fair enough. Is he the one with the sandwich?”
“Yep.”
“What number did you give him?”
“Eighteen.”
“Thanks.”
“Sure thing.”
I watched her head out front, and slid my tray of cookies into the oven. I set another tray aside to cool, then ducked around the wall that separated the front from the kitchen area.
I looked around until I saw the number eighteen on a table, and my breath caught in my throat.
I’d thought of the handsome omega every day since he’d run out. I wondered why he’d been crying, and if I would see him again.
Now he was there, working on a laptop with a coffee on his table.
I took a moment to collect myself. I wasn’t going to be a creep and just walk up to him and demand his time. But I did have the perfect excuse.
“Hey Lenny,” I said as I walked over to his prep station.
“‘Sup?”
“I’ll run the sandwich when you’re done.”
“I take it, it's your man out there?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ll let you know when it’s done.”
“Thanks man.”
“No prob.”
I transferred the hot cookies to a cooling rack and started prepping the sheet again with fresh dough, trying to decide what I was going to talk about. I didn’t want to say anything about him crying, because I didn’t know what had caused it. But I did want him to know I remembered him.
I took a deep breath in an attempt to clear my head, but instead got a whiff of warm chocolate chip cookies.
I smiled. Who didn’t love a warm cookie?
“Order up boss,” Lenny said. “I’ll watch your cookies too.”
“Thanks!” I grinned, plated a cookie, and grabbed the sandwich before heading out to the dining room.
The gorgeous omega seemed hard at work as I approached, but looked up when I was only a few feet away.
