LEXIE
The next morning I woke up early, took a quick bath, and put on my cleanest clothes. I looked in the mirror and gave myself a little pep talk.
“Alright, Lexie. Time to go be a functioning adult. Try not to accidentally tell customers the truth about your terrible life choices.”
I headed downstairs. Chaos was already at the bar with a cup of coffee. He gave me a small nod when I appeared.
“Morning,” I said. “Ready to drop your favorite charity case off at her glamorous new job?”
Chaos’s lips twitched. “Truck’s outside. Mr. Harlan is expecting you.”
The drive was quiet. I stared out the window at the small town waking up. When we pulled up in front of the drug store, Chaos put the truck in park.
“You’ll be fine,” he said.
“I know,” I replied, grabbing my bag. “I’ve handled wors
