Seona's POV
‘Hi Babe’ he drawls, looking me over possessively as I shrink back into the worktop, thankful that the display cabinet stands between us, and that if he walked around it, he’d be easily seen from the kitchen.
I glance toward the register where my phone is currently sitting, I placed it there after Mark sent me a text, asking how I was getting on earlier. I had replied eagerly, and we'd exchanged a few messages before I had to take over from Mackenzie in the store. I curse myself silently, for not placing it back in my pocket instead, but I stupidly hadn’t wanted to put it away in case the soldier messaged again and I didn’t realise, I had hoped that Mark would send me another message, so I knew he was thinking about me, like I was thinking about him.
My gaze sweeps from my c
