After that call, I was bothered the whole morning by spilling the tea on the wrong recipient. Alex came out of the shower with all the smiles on his face, and I didn’t want to ruin it by making it obvious that I had spit what we just did to my ex.
Nevertheless, we sure had a great time at the resort, but the call from Dave didn't stop troubling me. Up until the day I reported to Barista’s Cafe, all I thought about was Dave’s message.
“He wants to talk to me, but never called back,” I murmured while wiping off the table in the farthest corner of the cafe.
“Of course he wouldn’t, Erin. Are you even thinking? You blatantly said to him that you gave Alex a blow f*cking job—” I almost leaped from where I was standing when I turned and saw Jean standing right behind me with her eyes almost
