~Gabby’s POV~
I was in the coffee shop and had arrived one hour early before opening to get aquatinted with the place. I assumed the owner would bolt as he had last time and I was right. The second he saw me, he walked into the back to finish up some paperwork and then he left. I watched YouTube tutorials on on my phone on how to make coffee and luckily I only had about six customers the first few hours.
”Hey, there,” Easton stepped inside and leaned on the counter.
The night I had slept over at his place went fine. We slept in separate rooms and the day after he helped me call the landlord and get the lock fixed so I was now back home which felt even better.
There was a mysterious cloud clinging to his body. I couldn't put my finger on it but I felt it when I slept ther
