Louise could tell by the look on Aiden's face that day when he stormed into the coffee shop that he was pissed. And she knew what this was about.
The shop was pretty dead. It was nine o'clock on a Saturday night, and a lot of the college kids were out partying, not drinking coffee. Louise always volunteered on Saturday nights because, while she enjoyed a good party, it wasn't something that she made a regular habit of, and a lot of her coworkers wanted to go to them. And hey, the money didn't hurt, either.
There were two people in the shop, but when Aiden looked at them, his eyes flashing alpha red, they got up and left as quickly as they could. Louise was thankful that she was the only person there. She didn't want to ave to explain to Julie - or anyone else, for that matter - what was
