herself zero favors. The guy was just getting more worked up. Normally
Christina hated incompetence. She couldn’t stand sloppy work. She took
pride in what she did, in and out of work. She was meticulous so that she
didn’t make mistakes. However, she did feel a pang of sympathy for the
woman getting yelled at. If anything was more embarrassing than
ineptitude, it was public confrontations.
“I’m truly sorry. I’ll be right back.” The waitress didn’t wait for further
screeching from the dude now sporting the spilled drinks. She took off, tray
in hand.
Her path took her right past Christina’s table. She got a full-on look
of those huge, bright green eyes again. She also noticed how the waitress
tucked her top teeth into her trembling bottom lip as she flew by.
Christina watched the woman until she disappeared through one of
the back doorways. She didn’t turn to study Mr. Rage again, but she could
hear him snorting and stamping like a disgruntled elephant behind her. He
grumbled to the rest of his table, who muttered fake sympathies in response.
They probably thought the guy was a total douchebag and they were right.
Yeah, it sucked to get some drinks spilled on you, but accept the towel and
move the heck on. Better yet, take that grouchy ass into the bathroom and
dab it off with some water and a paper towel and call it a night.
Christina caught April’s eye, and when she rolled her soft browns in
response to the drama, Christina had to bite back a sudden grin. She went
back to studying her cake, but she hardly saw the mashed-up chocolate
mess. It was easier to look at that than to wonder why that waitress’ huge,
mossy jade eyes were still imprinted on her brain.
Chapter 4
Taylor
Taylor sunk down onto her living room couch and put her head in her
hands. She had no idea what else could go wrong in the whole shitty chain
of events that seemed to be rolling her way lately, but if there was