CHAPTER 4: WAR IS HELLI LUGGED THE HEAVY GRAY bin full of cups, saucers and plates back to the back where Daniel stood at the sink up to his elbows in suds. He glanced over his shoulder to look at me.
“Hey,” he said, hurrying over to me, wiping his hands on his apron. “Why did you let it get so full? This is heavy.”
I shrugged. “Heavy bins help me build muscle.”
“Next time, ask me and I’ll come get it. I don’t want you hurting yourself or carrying extra weight.” A sudden lascivious light shone in his blue-green gaze. “Unless it’s me.”
My face flamed even as I laughed. “You’re so bad,” I said, shaking my head. “Besides, what will people think if I’m coming back here every five minutes with only one or two cups or something?”
He braced his hands on the edge of the gray bin. “Well I t
