Charlie Beck Says I'm His by Winter Travers

Author:Winter Travers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new adult, romance, new adult romance, rom com, romantic comedy, contemporary, clean romance
Publisher: Winter Travers
Published: 2023-08-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Charlie

“Mr. Beck,” Margot called. “Can you help out with the drive-thru window? We’re slammed at the counter right now.”

I tossed my pen down and headed out front.

There was a line eight deep at each register, and all of the booths were full.

I had really thought things would die down after the reopening, but they had done anything but that.

Margot tossed the headset to me, and I strutted to the register by the drive-thru window.

“Welcome to Chicken Biscuit. What can I get started for you today?” I asked.

“I already ordered,” the person called.

I switched off the microphone and opened the window after checking the next order on the register. “That will be twenty-nine fourteen.”

“Charlie.” Missy sat there in her car with Bandit next to her. Her hair was piled on top of her head, and her cheeks were flush. “I, uh, just wanted some biscuits,” she stammered.

Missy always did love the biscuits. She always bugged me to bring some over or even came into the restaurant while I was working to see if she could get a free biscuit or two.

I hadn’t seen her since I had stupidly tried to tell her I wanted her back but couldn’t get the words out. I had driven past her house more times than I cared to admit and had even stood on her doorstep a few times.

She nervously tugged on her shirt and held her money out to me.

I stared at her money. “I can’t take that.”

“What?” she gasped.

“Your money is no good here, Missy.” I turned to grab her order that had just slid down and held it out to her.

“I didn’t pay for that.”

“Yeah, you did.”

The car behind her honked.

“You better take this before you piss off the guy behind you,” I chuckled.

“Charlie,” she whispered.

“Just take it, Missy. I need you to.”

She bit her bottom lip.

“Missy.”

Her shoulders drop, and she grabbed the bag. “Fine, but I owe you.”

“Dinner,” I blurted. “Let me take you out to dinner. We need to talk, and as much as I would love to talk right now, the seven cars behind you might not appreciate it.”

“I hate that the table is on the other foot now,” she mumbled.

“I may not be the sharpest egg in the drawer, but I’m no fool. Have dinner with me Friday, please?”

She sighed and nodded. “Fine. Seven at the diner.”

“I’ll be there.” She could have told me three o’clock in the morning, and I would have agreed.

“Bye,” she whispered. She pulled forward, and for the first time in a long time, it didn’t feel like my heart was breaking when she left.

For the first time in a long time, it felt like I had finally done the right thing.

I was going to fix things with Missy.

Nothing was going to stop me.

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