(Mira)
The next morning I woke up in Ridge's arms.
He was already awake. Looking at me.
"Morning," he said.
"Morning."
He kissed my forehead. "You work today?"
"Yeah. Lunch shift."
"I'll take you."
We got ready and he drove me to The Spoke on his bike. Dropped me off out front.
"See you tonight," he said.
"Okay."
He drove off and I went inside.
The morning was quiet. A few regulars came in. I served them coffee and breakfast. Took orders. Cleaned tables.
Around noon, Harlow walked in.
"Hey," she said, smiling. "Thought I'd stop by for lunch."
"Yeah? You're not working?"
"I am. But I have an hour break." She sat at the bar. "Can I get a burger and fries?"
"Coming right up."
I put in her order and brought her a water. She took a sip and looked at me.
"So," she said. "Ridge
