If Katherine had to put on with one more impatient, obnoxious pig of a customer today, she would scream. No, that wasn’t gratifying enough. Yet another customer like that and she was going to dump the steaming pot of coffee right in his lap. That could teach them! Sure, it would also obtain her terminated and keep her homeless in two weeks when she couldn’t pay her lease. But occasionally, it almost seemed worth it. Nearly, but not quite.

So, taking a deep, calming breath, she replaced the coffee on the subject of Undercover Fire: A Bad Boy Erotica Short Story pot, smiled at the person signaling angrily to her from over the congested dining area and forced her feet to walk toward the customer she’d henceforth refer to as Angry Man.

‘Good night, sir. What can I get for you personally today?’ she queried having a smile still plastered on her behalf face. But just as the scowling man opened his mouth to respond, the entranceway opened up wide and out of the corner of her eyes she noticed the group walking in. Damn it! Her sibling Dylan, with his entourage of mindless lackeys. It had been disruptive, to state the least, when her brother decided to drop in on the slow day, by no means mind throughout a supper rush having a dining area teeming with irritated customers.

‘Just one moment, sir,’ she excused herself, slicing away Angry Man mid-sentence, and hurried toward Dylan. ‘What are you carrying out right here?’ she whispered fiercely without preamble.

‘It’s nice to see you too, sis.’

‘I somehow doubt that is a social contact.’

‘I need you to keep an eye on Adam for a few hours.’

‘I’m in the middle of my shift.’ But mainly because she spoke, she thoroughly…