Cream and Sugar novel

---- 25. And The Aftermath A few seconds later, Cameron rushed to the door and opened it. 'H-hey you guys." She says, wiping a forming sweat on her forehead. She had her apron on and she smelt of cleaning solution. "We're closed for the day. Kind of understaffed." "Oh, so it's just you then?" Peter says, coming inside the coffee house without invitation. Cammie didn't mind. She nodded to the question , " Yeah.

My boss had an emergency, and two of the shifter today were sick." We all followed her inside. It was weird to see the coffee house so quiet and dark. The smell of freshly brewed coffee was nowhere around. "Well, we just came by to pick up some-" "Doughnuts!" Peter says, cutting Tiff off. "Yeah, yeah." Tiff says, agreeing to Peter. She didn't even mind that he cut her off. "Okay, sure. But you have to take it to go." The two nodded with no problem.

While Cameron went behind the bar, they looked at each other and I had to speak up. "T don't get 'the big surprise'. And I'd like a cream brulé, okay?" I scratched my head and cleared my ---- throat. Cammie hasn't looked at me ever since we came in and it made me feel out of place. "So, anyway, would you like some help closing up?" Peter says, turning to Tiff for support. "Yeah, I mean, this is a pretty big space to clean up all by yourself." I was dizzying out. What were these two up to?

I know they were doing this other than 'the kindness of their heart'. "Oh yeah I'd like some help but it would be seriously embarrassing to ask you three to help me." Cammie says as she fixes the left-over doughnuts in a box. The two waved their hands off, "It's nothing to be embarrassed of. We'll help! Right, Peter?" Peter nods and raises a thumbs up. Tiff turns to me and asks, " Right, Gail?" Isank. Well, it wasn't that big of deal if it were the three of us together with Cammie.

Plus, Cammie was shy enough to ask, so why not? "Sure." "Thanks you guys. It means so much." Cameron beams and hands the box over to Tiff. Tiffany pays for it and casually says, "Oh, darn, but it's four now, right?" She turns to Pete. "Oh-" Peter levels his ground and says, ''-yeah, four, we have this thing." "Yeah, a wedding thing." Tiff says as support. I ---- couldn't help but scrunch my eyebrows. "We have to meet the caterer.

She wants us to choose desert since we kind of made her make us a new desert according to... Our love." Peter nods in total agreement. "But Gail can help you, right?" The three looks to me for an answer. Peter's face was calm, Tiff's face was eager and scary, Cammie's face was expectant. Despite the three diverse faces that stared at me, I couldn't say yes." Uhm, well, actually I also have a thing." "What?" Tiff says, her pitch was higher than before. " No you don't.

You don't have somewhere to be, nor do you have a thing." I chuckled, "A-actually I do. I'm going out with some people at work," I paused not really liking my term, " Actually just with the interns." I paused again, still not liking my term. "Actually , just with an intern." Icatch Cammie's expression drop, her eyes darted down as if to deny her disappointment. Tiff, now fully freaking out, "Intern? What intern?" I scoffed, ''Uhm, an intern from work.

You don't know her, but her name is Alex, I promised to stop by after her shift is over. Which is around five." Peter slowly made gestures that said 'cut it out', while Tiff gestured to her left hand, particularly to her ring finger. I didn't get why they were being so weird.