The rest of my shift only got more and more bizarre. Dylan proceeded to be nice to me for the entire day and was even acting nice towards the other women – at least when I was watching. I’m still on my guard, but I embraced it while it was happening. I’m all for a pleasant work atmosphere, especially since my life is hell right now, so I’ll take the peace where I can find it.
“Have a good night, Estaban!” I say, waving to Estaban as I walk out of the kitchens.
“You have a safe journey home,” he calls back as he finishes switching shifts with the night cook.
I exit the diner and stop to make sure I have everything in my purse.
“Do you need someone to walk you home?”
I drop my purse, jumping in fright when I hear Dylan’s voice. I look over at him, clutching my chest as he walks up to m
