I sighed, running a hand down my face.
This was already shaping up to be one of those days, the kind where I’d be reaching for my third cup of coffee before noon.
It reminded me of my days with mom and her office workers tweny four seven.
Cain was still staring down Nelson like he was contemplating whether throwing him out the window was worth the trouble, while Nelson just grinned like he was enjoying every second of it.
I turned toward the break room. “I’m getting another coffee.”
Cain sighed. “Get me one too.”
“Make that three,” Nelson chimed in.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m not your waitress.”
Nelson smirked. “Fair enough. But if you bring me one, I might just tell you why I’m really here.”
I paused, narrowing my eyes. “You mean the whole ‘I need a place to stay’ thing isn’t the f
