Page 21 of Hit and Run
“Great! That gives us time to get a few uniforms ordered for you. We’ll get you a couple of the yellow ones and a couple of turquoise ones, and two half-aprons. Most of the girls wear boots with their dresses,” she explains.
“Sounds good. I have a pair of boots I could wear too.” I grin. I don’t wear my boots often, but I do love them.
“Perfect! I’m sure you’ll be a great addition to the team. I’ll email you your schedule the weekend before you start,” she says. I finish up my paperwork and we say our goodbyes. I walk out of her office, back to the dining area, feeling really good about this decision. I think working at Rosie’s is going to be great.
“How’d it go,” Lo asks.
“Great! I start on April first,” I tell her.
“Eeek! That’s awesome! You’re gonna love it here,” she says.
“Are you coming to Minx’s later?”
“Yup! I’ll be there as soon as I’m done here,” she tells me.
“Awesome, I’ll see you later.” I walk out to my car and head over to Minx’s house.
* * *
“How did your interview go?”I barely make it through the door before Minx starts questioning me.
“It went great. I start on the first,” I tell her.
“You’re gonna love it there. The patrons are all really nice and most of the employees are a lot of fun to be around,” she says.
“Where are Wren and Rivet,” I ask.
“They ran down to the clubhouse to talk to Tink,” she replies. “What’s up?”
“I need some advice.”
“About Shade,” she asks.
I gape at her. “How did you . . . “
“He looks at you the way Raze looks at me. Don’t worry, I won’t say anything to Wren,” she promises. “So, is he your mystery man?”
“Yeah,” I admit.
Her eyes go wide. “Holy shit.” Minx laughs. “That’s awesome.”
“Is it though? He’s my best friend’s brother,” I remind her.
“And? If she truly cares about the two of you, which she does, then she would want y’all to be happy. If it means y’all being together then whatever,” she tells me.
“What happens if it doesn’t work out between us? I don’t want her to feel like she has to choose sides,” I admit.
“Maybe don’t say anything to her until you’re sure,” she suggests and shrugs. “That way, if it doesn’t work, y’all can just try to act like nothing ever happened. Get to know him, have some fun and see where it goes.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” I say. She makes a good point. If we don’t tell Wren and it doesn’t work out, she never needs to know. There’s still the fact that I haven’t let a guy close enough to even touch my heart in years.
“What’s got you in such a daze,” Rivet asks. I glance up at her. She’s wearing a goofy grin while Wren is studying my face, trying to read me. I was so wrapped up in my thoughts, I didn’t even hear them come in. “You’re thinking about that mystery man of yours, huh?”
I shake my head, smiling. “Something like that.”
“What are we ordering for dinner tonight?” Rivet looks to each of us. I shrug.
“We could get Chinese,” Wren suggests.
