The atmosphere inside the bakery was so tense, I swear I could hear time crawl by. Avery was looking back and forth from Max to me, and I knew her evil little brain was spinning all sorts of ideas.
No. No. No. Do not do it, Avery, I silently pleaded.
“Ok, well, um, here you go," I said, nodding to his boxes of cupcakes and taking an exaggerated step back.
“Thank you," Max said, and his blue eyes seemed to bore a hole right through me.
“Um, goodnight," I added, trying to end whatever this exchange was.
It was too much for total strangers. He struck a nerve or something, but even though I nodded at the door and crossed my arms, Max made no move to go.
He simply watched me, his head canted to the side like a curious animal.
What did I need to do to get him to leave, for f**k's sake? Dr
