(Evans POV)
I want to go back to the coffee shop. I miss Ellie and her warm but strict eyes. I want to greet the always frustrated customers that always seem to be overwhelmed with work.
Oh God, I wonder what Ellie did, when two of her best working waiters disappeared! I feel horrible!
I probably caused more stress than needed and I know that the second I make my appearance she will fire me on the spot.
I groaned, not wanting to get out of the fluffy covers. I loved the feeling of hugging this damn pillow that seems to be more warm then it should be.
I buried my head further into the soft surface and hugged it tighter. I loved the feeling and I certainly didn't want it to end yet.
That soon changed when I felt fingers brush through my hair, and the pillow that I was hugging so tightl
