Tabitha paused before greeting the next customer. "Is that the question?"
I thought for a second. "Umm. No. Yes."
The coffee machine drizzled hot water into the pot, brewing a fresh batch as Tabitha considered her answer. I rarely drank the stuff warm and did not see the appeal, but the tips and money from finding Brent meant I'd be able to pay rent and eat, so I poured another cup full.
"Why did he leave?"
I snorted. "To win me back." If a girl believed that.
Tabitha smiled. "Do you want him to?" She turned to the next customer, and I bagged up their muffin order while she took the payment.
Did I want to give Broadrick another chance? My heart said, "f**k yes, bitch." My head, on the other hand, had more brains. Literally. She was throwing up all kinds of red flags and warning
