Dangerous Illusion

Chapter 3

Pulling up at work I park my car in the back of the little building, I love working here at Anytime cakes. Mrs. Heather was kind enough to let me start working as soon as she met me 4 months ago.

Stepping out of my car I quickly grab my purse and my apron, locking up my car I head inside.

As soon as I walk in I smell all the delicious food. Cookies, brownies, cakes, and my favorite Carmel-filled pie, my mouth starts to water just smelling that delicious scent.

I go into the back and put my purse in my locker, putting my apron on I go in search of Mrs. Heather.

It doesn't take me long to find her I spot her cleaning a table.

"Mrs. Heather don't worry about that. It's my job" I say sweetly as I walk up next to her.

"Oh honey I don't mind at all my ovens are all running and I was just standing around" she reply with a smile.

"Well, how about you let me finish this and you go on and check those ovens then?" I ask and hold my hand out to take the dishtowel from her.

"Alright. Alright, Emma" she laughs as she hands over the towel and heads to the back by the ovens.

Smiling at her I turn around and start to wipe down the tables a hear her banging around in the back. She will come out in a few minutes with flour all over her I bet.

I hear the door open and close and I turn to see Ashley walking into.

I wave and smile at her.

"You made it here okay? The weather was getting horrible as I was pulling up" I tell her

"Hey girl and yeah I made it just fine. I had to drive a little slower than I like but I made it" she chuckles

Yeah. Yeah, Ms. Speed demon.

"I don't know how you don't get any speeding tickets the way you drive" I scold her softly

"It's all about who you know" she winks at me and goes into the back.

Shaking my head I finish up cleaning the tables.

Mrs. Heather walks out and I notice the flour on her hands and a little bit on her face as she rushes to the front door flipping the open sign-on.

Smiling to myself I go and put the dish towel away and make sure my aprons are tied correctly in the back.

It doesn't take long for our first customer to arrive.

He's a regular always ordering the same thing.

Black coffee and a blueberry muffin.

Going to the countertop I grab my notepad and head his way as he sits down at his favorite table by the left side window.

"Goodmorning Mr. Steel. What can I get for you today?" I ask him

"Hi, Emma. Yes I'll take a-"

Black coffee and blueberry muffin I say in my head.

"Black coffee and a blueberry muffin," He tells me

Yes, it knew that. Set in his old ways.

Shooting him a wink I write it down and bring it to the counter for Ash to fix his place and coffee.

"First order," I tell her

"Already got it fixed for him," she tells me and slides the plate with the muffin next to the coffee.

Taking the plate and the cup careful not to drop the coffee on my arms I bring it to Mr. Steel.

"Here you go sir," I say as I lay the plate and coffee cup down in front of him

"Thank you," he says smiling before picking up his muffin

"Let me know if you need anything else"

He won't but it's a habit I say to every customer.

Walking away I go to stand next to Ash by the counter as I wait on the next customer to come in as my phone starts to ring in my pocket.

Pulling it out quickly I see it's my father, sighing loudly I shove the phone back into my pocket.

"Everything okay?" Ash asks me after hearing me sigh.

"Father," I tell her. That's all I need to say. She knows the story.

"I'm sorry she shouldn't be on you all the time to give him money you work so hard," she tells me

"Yeah. That's all I am to him a bank" u say and walk away as the next customer walks through the door.

A few hours later I hear the door opening and in walks an unbelievably gorgeous man.

He had black hair, kooks to be blue eyes, nice clean face. His hair looks like he just crawled out of bed and can I say it looks amazing on him.

My eyes follow him as he walks to the right of the room to the last table and takes a seat.

Looking up at Ashley she gives me the thumbs up and I gulp loudly.

Fuck. Chocolate chips. What do I do? Can I even talk? My hair was a mess, I didn't even put on any make. Did I even brush my teeth? I can't remember right now.

My mind buzzes as I start to walk towards his table.