It was the next day and Paige had an early shift. She somehow managed to not sleep in late.
She was feeling guilty for cutting her call with Daniel so short. And also, disappointed.
Why did Ethan have to come up at the very worst moment?
She hated every second of her conversation with Ethan last night. Not because he was being inappropriate—he was rather a perfect gentleman—but because she could rather be talking to Daniel, if it weren’t for him. He also made her feel slightly uncomfortable for no apparent reason, but Paige tried not to think about that.
He was Emma’s brother; she had to be nice to him.
Her shift in the café didn’t carry its usually monotony. She spent every second of it daydreaming about Daniel’s gorgeous voice. She couldn’t wait to get home and listen to mor
