Power Twist: Power Play Series Book 2 by Mitchell Kennedy L

Author:Mitchell, Kennedy L.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Randi

Tiny's ostentatious squeal of laughter has every set of eyes in the restaurant trained on our table—again. He’s not the only one drawing the attention though. Oh no, I’ve been responsible for some of the looks too. And not happy ones either. Each time I've made eye contact, only scowls with an occasional middle finger added in for emphasis have been shot back.

Strange. I'm in Texas, my home state, and yet everyone seems really pissed at my presence. We ended up here, much to T's displeasure, after the hour-long debrief and cry session at Hoodwink—the debrief between the guys and Taeler’s agents, the crying all me and Tae. The shop hasn’t changed a bit. The nostalgia of walking into my old employment, the sound of tattoo guns and smell of antiseptic, added to my rolling emotions.

“I'm just glad I got to see you again, Rand.” Returning my focus back to the conversation, I smile at Tiny. “Never thought it'd happen.”

“Yeah, well, me either.” My gaze shifts around the restaurant. “It's strange being back in Austin. When I graduated, I didn't think I would ever be back. Nothing pulling me here, you know.”

“Ouch.” Tiny clasps both hands over his massive chest with a fake cringe. “You saying I'm nothing, doll?”

I shove his shoulder, which does nothing but hurt my palm. “You know what I mean. You knew I was just passing through.”

“How did you end up working for him again, Mom?” Taeler interjects.

I shrug and take another bite of the mouthwatering brisket. My eyes flutter closed as the flavors explode across my tongue. Texans have perfected the BBQ-making technique. At least this place has.

I'd like to say the flavors and sounds bring back fond memories, but they don't. As good as the food in this place is, at the time it was way beyond my measly food budget. I could never justify spending a day’s worth of allotted food money on a single meal.

The rough paper towel scrapes across my sauce-covered lips as I attempt to look less like a slob while I inhale the food in front of me.

“I needed a job so I could eat,” I say with a shrug. “The student loans and scholarships only went so far. I applied to a bunch of different places but never heard back. One day I was walking past the shop, noticed his Help Wanted sign, and walked in.”

“I thought she was fucking with me,” Tiny breaks in. “This twig of a woman, arms loaded down with books, cracked glasses—”

“You make me sound pathetic,” I grumble, shoving around the bits of creamed corn left on my plate with the plastic fork.

“You were. We made you badass.” I incline my head, accepting his statement. “I took a chance on the poor girl, and it worked out for the both of us. Hardest worker I've ever had to date. On her breaks, you'd always find her with a cigarette in one hand and flash cards in the other.”

I snort and push the near-empty tray across the rough wood table.

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