Chapter 4Trevor
“Uh, Boss Man?”
Trevor glanced up, pencil in his mouth, eyes blurry from the stack of spreadsheets he’d been pretending to stare at for the last ten minutes. Truthfully? All he could see was Knox. Sweet, pretty, cocky, shy, awkward, brazen, beautiful, impetuous, confusing Knox.
“Yes, Mona?” His voice cracked in reply, as if he was back in school and not just dreaming of those longing, innocent, faraway days.
“Can I…ask you something?” Mona was in the process of taking off her work smock, revealing her forest green Playgroundz Café T-shirt beneath it.
He nodded, putting down the pencil and closing the spreadsheets. Glancing past his favorite coworker and assistant manager, Trevor saw that the store was empty and her replacement, a new kid whose name he kept forgetting,
