NATASHA'S POV:
"Hey pretty" A voice said which prompted me to raise up my head immediately towards the entrance...
I smiled a bit when I realized that voice belongs to Elvis...
"Welcome Elvis" I greeted as I hand over the package a customer just purchased.
He walked over the counter where I was and sat at the opposite end.
"how is the work moving today?" he asked.
"Never been better, thank you" I replied.
"Elvis, you again?" Miss Sofy walked in, smiling sheepishly at Elvis.
"What Sofy, can't I come see you again?" he said, trying hard to defend himself.
She nodded her head in disagreement,
" No, no...I can't remember the last time you stepped into my boutique wanting to 'come see me ' as you've claimed. But ever since Miss Natasha has began working here, you seem to be finding p
