Ashlynn's POV
I stood there face to face with the man that I never wanted to see again in my life and not just him, his brother as well. The one that had become such a close friend. I couldn't be here. We couldn't talk. I couldn't be their waitress. Before I knew what was happening, I dropped my tray with their water on it and soaked all three of us and the table. I turned to run out of there, but Barrette was faster than me and grabbed my wrist, holding me in place.
"Let go of me," I whispered angrily.
"No chance, sweetheart. Now pick up your s**t, get a towel and take our order." he said so calmly, but I heard the undertone, it was angry.
"I can't," I said and jerked my hand out of his grasp and walked off, but I knew he was right behind me. I tried to move as fast as I could wh
