Shane got the job of driving her to work and didn’t look too thrilled about it. He growled at her when she said good morning and didn’t speak the rest of the way to town. She felt bad; but also thought he could be a smidgeon more graceful about her situation. It wasn’t like she was disturbing Shane’s industrious life. Of all the brothers, he worked the least. He was usually off in his murky shop, rebuilding a machine of one kind or another.
When they pulled into the coffee stand, Shane noticed the sign, Bikini Babes Barista, but he merely raised his eyebrows, and gratefully for her, didn’t comment. She jumped out of the truck and waved him off, then waited for the manager to show up. After he opened the stand, he would have to provide her with a uniform to wear. She explained that everyth
