Since when?!
Mrs. Graves nods approvingly, clearly buying it.
“That’s wonderful.”
He turns to me fully then, towering over me.
“You’re already drowning between school and work,” he says quietly. “This would help.”
I open my mouth and no words come out.
Because he’s not wrong. Rent is overdue again. Utilities are barely staying on. Groceries are a luxury we can’t afford. We need the money. Desperately. Still... I hesitate. Because nothing good ever comes for Omegas in this town.
Mrs. Graves touches my arm gently.
“No pressure, dear. Think about it.” I nod, throat tight.
“I will.” Jaxon’s watching me like he already knows my answer.
Like he’s already decided it for me.
Later, after Mrs. Graves leaves, I finish wiping down the last counter.
I’m stuffing my apron into my locker whe
