23
“NIKKI,” SAID ROSIE, stepping into the breakroom. “Someone named Duncan is waiting for you in the diner.”
“Thanks.” I stared ahead, my head still spinning from what had just happened.
She looked concerned. “You okay? You look kind of flushed.”
I couldn’t meet her eyes. I was afraid she’d see how deeply disturbed I was and ask me more questions. “I’m fine.”
“Go home and get a good night’s sleep,” she said. “Working here can take a lot out of you.”
I forced a smile to my face. “I will. Thanks.”
I followed her back and noticed Ethan’s friends had also left the diner. I wanted to ask Susan about it, but Duncan was waiting. I walked over to him, relieved he was there. He was a sight for sore eyes.
He grinned. “Hey. Ready?”
I grabbed his hand. “Very.”
He chuckled as I pulled him out
