Toil and Trouble by Amara Lynn

Author:Amara Lynn [Lynn, Amara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amara Lynn
Published: 2021-09-30T06:00:00+00:00

"HERE A BIT LATE, AREN'T ya dear Aren?" Freya, the tavern owner, says when I walk in, loudly announcing my presence to all. My body seizes up at her words until I recall the person I've come to inquire about doesn't know my name.

"I had customers," I say, which isn't a lie. "Say, Freya, did you hire a new guy recently? Someone who moved to town?" My voice is half whisper, so I won't be overheard.

"Oh, you must mean Reeser Morrigan. I hired Reese a couple months ago. He's such a sweet, dainty thing."

She seats me and gives me a menu, which I don't need to look at but I use to hide my face in. Peering out over my menu, I scan the tavern for my suspect as if I'm staking out a crime scene.

I spot my subject, one Reeser Morrigan (Reese for short), across the room. He's of slender build, with long, dark hair and eyes that are icy blue or slate grey, depending on how the light catches them.

All of the patrons smile and some touch Reeser's hand when they speak to him. Reeser stiffens when that happens, but smiles back all the same.

I wonder what it is that's ailing Reeser, and if Wutherford will ever tell me. As I'm pondering, Reeser sneaks up on me, and nearly scares me to death and back again in the process. I squeak and drop my menu.

"Oh! I'm s-sorry," he says.

"Oh no, it's my fault, I wasn't paying attention."

"What can I get for you?"

I look him up and down again now that he's up close. Reeser is totally, completely unimposing, sweet, friendly, and easily liked. I'll bet the poor man wouldn't hurt and fly, and if he did, he might just cry.

Oh, my dear Robert never stood a chance.

"Do you need a little more time?" Reeser stares at me, tilting his head in perplexment.

"Pumpkin spice pancakes," I blurt.

"Okay. Anything else?"

"Pumpkin spice coffee."

"Alrighty. I'll get that in for you." Reeser turns and walks back to the counter.

Yep, there's definitely something between those two. I sigh and lay my forehead on the table.

I guess Robert will tell me when he's ready to.

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