Wrong Number: A Forbidden Love Age-Gap Romance by Iris Trovao

Author:Iris Trovao [Trovao, Iris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: emilyshurricane.com
Published: 2022-01-23T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-Five

Three weeks later…

“Girl, what are you still doing here?” Janos huffed as he emerged from the kitchen. “You’re driving me nuts with your restlessness, will you just go home?” He shooed her with his hand towel.

Jolie snatched the towel in mid-flick and wrinkled her nose. “No. I need to keep busy or I'm gonna go insane.”

“But you’re not keeping busy!” He threw up his hands. “You keep spacing out and standing there like a zombie. Aren’t you supposed to be excited?”

She rolled her eyes. “I am excited, just nervous.” She drummed her fingers over the pocket of her apron, the back of her phone case producing a little tick-tick-tick beneath her nails.

“I know, but standing around worrying isn’t going to make you any less scared.” The bell over the door tinkled and Janos pasted a charming smile on his face, turning towards the approaching customer.

The man tossed some coins on the counter haphazardly. “Large black.”

“Absolutely,” Janos replied brightly, gathering up the coins and tossing them in the register. As he turned around to grab a paper cup, he regarded Jolie once again. “Shouldn’t you be at home anyway, agonizing over the colour of your eyeshadow and doing your hair in a hundred different styles?”

“As if you don’t do that too,” she muttered.

“Oh no baby,” he replied with a wink. “I always know exactly how to look fabulous.”

“Well King of Fabulousness, it’s a good thing you helped me pick a dress.” She forced a smile as a portly woman approached the counter in a puffy red coat. “Hi, what can I get for you?”

The woman sighed as she looked over the chalkboard menu. “Large non-fat chai latte, half-sweet, a shake of cinnamon on top, and make sure the foam isn’t too foamy.”

Jolie fantasized about grabbing the woman’s greying curls and smashing her face into the counter. “Gotcha,” she said instead, and got to work.

She zoned out as she went through the motions of making drinks, the rush of customers appearing out of the ether a blessing to keep her hands busy.

The last three weeks had been delightfully torturous. Carson had asked her out for dinner, and after a squeal fest, she’d accepted. When it had come to picking a date, he’d suggested her birthday, which had seemed like a good idea at the time. Instead it had been the slowest three weeks of her life, the anticipation of finally getting to meet him just dragging the essence of time through the mud.

Christmastime had been distracting at least, though peppered with guilt because Jolie couldn’t bring herself to tell Alicia she had a date. She’d spent the week over Christmas and New Years with the Hills, and though it had been a little more sombre than years past, she was glad she hadn’t been alone.

The other thing dragging the time along was the fact that her and Carson’s daily chats had been… She hesitated to use the word awkward but that’s almost what it had felt like, on her side at least.

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