“You’re stressed,” said Katie when they both had a moment. It was early afternoon and there were few people in Yolks on You. Kiko had been avoiding her and as many customers as he could all day, instead spending time packing orders to ship and restocking shelves. He was not in the mood to be bubbly. He’d slept like s**t and would go home to an empty house later.
“When did I tell Chad to be in?” asked Kiko instead of replying.
Katie crossed her pale arms, ponytail bobbing as she shook her head at him. In her early forties, Katie was his one full-time employee, and not a bad friend, either.
“Five,” said Katie. “Is Dom’s roommate still living with you?”
Kiko shot her a little half-smile.
“How did you guess?”
“Oof. He needs to go, trust me on that one, Kiko.”
“Personal experience, Katie
