EMILY’S POV
A bright smile spread across my face when I saw Larkin outside Arthur’s Diner. We happened to have the same schedule, and we were done with today’s work. For me, Larkin was the epitome of a drop-dead gorgeous man because something as simple as smoking while leaning against the wall could make any woman's heart skip a beat.
It didn’t surprise me to learn that the number of customers had increased since he started working here. They kept returning, hoping to see him, even though they knew he was always out for delivery. Maybe this was the reason why Uncle Arthur didn't fire him when he failed to deliver the pizzas. In addition, almost all of the female employees were smitten with him.
Lines formed on my forehead as I wondered why he wasn't surprised by my sudden tap on his sh
