~Mia~
Andi was staring at me. I sensed her eyes weighing on my face. If I looked at her, she would continue to ask questions. I didn’t want to tell her about D calling me. I had enough to deal with.
She cleared her throat a second later. Before she spoke, my phone rang for the third time. This was karma paying me back for ending work early.
As I placed the phone to my ear, I answered the call, speaking my name into the mouthpiece like I always did. I prayed this wasn’t another call about Ayden. I didn’t want to be his manager tonight.
“Mia, it’s Shawn. I have an issue at my end of the bar. Ayden McAllister is intoxicated. When I refused to serve him another drink, he took the liquor bottle out of my hands.”
My eyes fluttered closed. It was what I feared. Someone had asked me to help A
