The Return by Parker Williams

Author:Parker Williams [Williams, Parker]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-04-13T18:30:00+00:00

COREY

As soon as the door swung shut, I leaned against the counter and tried hard to catch my breath. Holy hell, that had been a close thing. I wanted to drop my pants, grab a stick of margarine, and tell Jonas to have at it. Being near him made me weak in the knees, and I didn’t think I had the strength to say no if he’d pushed the issue. Counters could be cleaned, right?

The bell sounded, and I heard Jonas say hi to DD, then the faint sounds of them speaking. The introductions were made, and everyone seemed to be getting along well, which made me happy. It took me a bit, but eventually I was able to get back into my opening routine. I trayed up the baked goods and placed them in the displays where customers could let DD know what they were interested in, then went to start the machines to get the water up to temperature. Afterward, as I usually did, I went to help DD with the morning prep, only to have her tell me it was done. I glanced over at Jonas, who was talking with Kinsey. He winked at me, and I gave him a grateful smile.

The morning was brisk, just the way we liked it. By eight, we’d already sold six dozen choux buns, which was great for so early in the day. At nine, the doors opened and in walked a group that could only be the Council Jonas told me about. There were three of them who led another nine, each glancing around the shop. Jonas, Kinsey, and Matt were on their feet, and they rushed to the door. When they got to the group, they all bowed.

Whatever.

I strode over to where everyone was. “Hey, welcome.”

One of the men, probably about sixty, with silver hair and deep gray eyes, seemed as though he’d be more comfortable on the cover of GQ or something. He wore a black wool Burberry coat that I’d seen in magazines for five to six hundred dollars or more. He’d swapped out the usual buttons for some kind of blue gemstone that complemented the coat beautifully.

Beside him was a woman, probably around his age, with her almost-gray hair subtly textured. It was radiant, with the beige-blonde highlights, and the style suited her oval face. She had on a navy blue pantsuit that hugged her slender form, with a streamlined blazer dress, accentuated with peak lapels and waist flap pockets. Goldtone buttons fastened the double-breasted front for a classic touch. If I had to guess, I’d say it was insanely expensive.

The last man was probably younger, maybe late thirties or early forties. His jet-black hair was cut in a harsh buzz that was perfect for his masculine face and square jaw. Unlike the others, he was dressed down. He had on a burgundy T-shirt with COUNCIL written across it in gold lettering, and gray sweatpants with black tennis shoes. When he saw me looking, he grinned.

“Sorry, I was running and lost track of time.

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