Tempest
“Maddox is still ignoring me,” I tell Fidget. She’s the only person I’ve opened up to about my relationship with Sargent. Not because I’m ashamed… Okay, maybe because I’m a little bit ashamed. “I miss him.”
“Give it time.”
“It’s been nine days now,” I grumble, frowning when Kent knocks the cap off a man’s head as he walks in the store. “Is there a new no cap policy?” It’s the fourth time I’ve seen him do that today. The customers take it all in stride but still, it’s a bit weird.
“Afternoon, boss.” Fidget grins at Devon as he walks in with a broken surfboard in two pieces under one arm.
“Take a dive?” I ask, tossing him a towel.
He catches it and dries off his hair. “Something like that. Feel like joining us in the water, Pest?”
Fidget nudges me forward with her hand on
