Happy Krampus Xmas & The Meet Not Cute: Two Novellas (Angels of Wrath Book 5) by Paulina Ian-Kane

Author:Paulina Ian-Kane [Ian-Kane, Paulina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-12-03T00:00:00+00:00

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Odium: general or widespread hatred or disgust incurred by someone

SPENCER

Three days later, it’s my second day of my new job at a café on the edge of campus. The owner is Fiona, a nice lady who believes in equality. Therefore, her employees have to take turns in covering every single task around the café. This morning, I’m the busboy.

The pay is slightly better than the cleaning job, plus I can ask for more shifts if I want, two reasons why I don’t mind the mundane tasks at all. It allows my brain to work on autopilot, so I can recite the points for my next exam on child development while gathering empty mugs and dirty plates.

It’s fucking cold when I check the few tables outside. The campus is slowly clearing. Students are leaving or preparing to go home for the holidays, there are only a few classes left. Soon it will become deserted.

I like Christmas if it means having some peace around here. Lori invited me to join him and Gabe’s brothers since I don’t have a family to be with this winter break, but I much prefer to spend these holidays as I always have. Alone. I feel a physical and mental lassitude lately, taking a break in solitude is going to replenish my energy.

Three more weeks. Hopefully this job will be less eventful than cleaning locker rooms. Famous last words.

When I walk back out from the kitchen, tray in hand, my eyes are quickly caught by a mountain of a man. His long blond hair is covered by a gray baseball cap, a red down jacket over his wide shoulders, and gunmetal sweats wrap his bubbly ass. He’s standing near the counter, trying to grab a straw with his pinky finger while holding a cup of coffee in each hand.

I grit my teeth, crushing the chewing gum inside my mouth. I’d smile at his cute artlessness if he wasn’t a colossal asshole.

“Spencer, can you give him a hand?” Clarissa, from the till where she’s taking care of other costumers, is pointing at TJ, who’s now staring at me. Fuuuck my luck!

Filling my eyes with contempt, I move the green tray under my arm and make my way to the counter, slow and unfazed—outwardly. Because inwardly, I want to slap his privileged, prejudiced, hypocritical dick of a face.

I push a bell decoration out of the way and grab a straw before sliding it oh so very slowly and suggestively into the small space between his palm and the cup he’s holding. He sucks in a breath and widens his sweet, deceiving eyes.

Two thoughts are whirling inside my head. Socking him on the jaw and discovering how big his dick is, equally tempting me at the moment. But I won’t do anything to jeopardize my scholarship—not with people present anyway.

Instead, I chew hard on the gum and amble away when I hear, “Thanks…Spencer.”

I turn my head and scoff at his fake demureness, before leaving him standing there. He thanks me for a straw but shoved me away for helping him out of the shower.

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