Cynthia’s POV
Declan was so calm and cool while handling that clerk. I felt myself melt. When we left, he directed us to the food court. The different smells enticed us all, me in particular. It had been so long since I had greasy mind-blowing food. Granted food court food isn’t always mind-blowing. “You ladies can choose what you want, and I’ll pay for it.”
“You will? Are you sure?”
“It’s a thank you for your help.”
“But I didn’t help at all.”
“Doesn’t matter Makena. Besides, you seem like you could use some cheering up.”
“Ah, yeah. Well, thanks for that.”
“No thanks needed. We’re coworkers. Whatever your plight just know that I’m here to help.”
“Yeah, Makena. We’re all here to be there for you.” Serena chimed in.
“But no pressure. We wouldn’t want to push your boundaries.” I rea
