Jasmine
The cash register clicked shut as I tucked the last bill into place. Right then, the bell above the diner door chimed.
“Good afternoon. Welcome to Peggy’s Drive-In. I’ll be with you in—”
I looked up, and the rest of the greeting died on my tongue when I saw who it was.
Jason.
He met my eyes for only a second before walking farther into the diner as though he belonged there, sliding into the booth by the window with an ease that instantly set my teeth on edge. It wasn’t an accident. He’d come looking for me.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I muttered under my breath.
Beside me, Chris looked up from wiping the counter. “What’s wrong, Jasmine?”
I nodded toward the window. “My ex.”
His brows lifted as he followed my gaze. “Want me to take that table?”
The offer tempted me more
