“Yeah. I kind of got that feeling. I’m sorry.”
This time she did look up at him. “It’s okay. Things happen, you know?”
“Yeah. But not usually right in front of you.”
She nodded and took a deep breath before letting it out slowly to try to calm herself before she got upset again.
“Look, I know you’re only hours available, and maybe you’re not available yet. But I just wanted to let you know that I saw what happened. I think it’s crappy. And I’d like to take you out sometime when you’re feeling up to it.”
“You don’t have to do that, Shaun.”
“No, I don’t. But do you really think I’m so addicted to your coffee and donuts that I have to come in here every single day of my life, and eat and drink them until it’s almost awkward before I’m finally able to make myself leave?”
Bailey looked up at him again, her expression indicating her surprise.
“There’s a reason I come in here every day. And it’s not the coffee. Not that it’s not good, but, you’re better.”
The bell on the door jingled and Shaun glanced over his shoulder to see Remi walk in, before he turned back to her. “You deserve better. It could be me.”
Bailey stood speechless, looking at Shaun as his meaning sank in.
“I hope you have the best day, Bailey. I’ll see you in the morning.” He walked away from the counter and inclined his head at Remi. “Remi,” he said, by way of a greeting.
“Shaun,” Remi returned. Remi watched Shaun as he left the coffee shop, then turned and walked the rest of the way up to the counter. “Did he just say what I think he said?” Remi asked.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Bailey said.
“I thought I heard him say you deserved better and he could be it.”
Bailey shrugged. “I don’t know, Remi. Why are you here?”
“Because I wanted to tell you good morning. And I wanted to see if you’re feeling better.”
“I’m fine. Do you need coffee or something?”
“Yeah, the usual, I guess.”
“Just for you, or for everybody.”
“Just me. Nobody’s working today. Oh, can you duplicate it, please?”
“Sure, what does Cristie like?”
“Huh? Who said anything about Cristie?”
“I figured since you wanted double, it would be to take it to her.”
“Bailey, you really need to get over that. There is nothing going on between me and Cristie.”
“I think maybe we need a break.”
“I don’t think so.”
“Well, I hate to have to be the bad guy, but I do.” She handed him two large black coffees and two raspberry scones, then rang it up. “Thirteen seventy-five.”
He handed her fifteen and stood there, watching her as she made his change.
She handed it to him and smiled just like she did for every single customer that entered the coffee shop. “Enjoy! Have a great day.”
