Heather’s POV
I barely made it to my job at the coffee shop, I was late because I had to go back to my dorm room and get changed, Alicia had not been in the room, a small favor I was grateful for because I could not bring myself to start explaining the events of last night to her.
I gave my colleague a sympathetic smile before rushing to grab my apron and wear it over my jeans and polo shirt.
“You are late Heather” she whispered yelled at me.
“I am sorry Jane, I got held up” I said to her and got to work immediately, the shop was packed with well dressed men and women who wanted their morning coffee immediately.
It took us about 40 minutes and running back and forth serving coffee before the rush finally died down and I could breathe again.
I took a breath, I found that I really want
