Chapter Nine
Evie
“More coffee?” I asked, pausing beside the table of a family.
When the woman nodded, I filled her coffee and moved to check on the next table. It was Saturday morning and busy. With guests at the lodge, there were always customers for breakfast, but on the weekends, we usually fielded a rush of locals on top of that. Dani’s weekend brunch menu was legendary in Stolen Hearts Valley and the surrounding towns.
Glancing over my shoulder, I saw the waiting area was still full. I took a breath, jotted down the next order, and hurried off to the kitchen. Despite how busy I was, Dawson crowded my thoughts. I’d replayed far too many heated moments from last night in my mind.
When I woke up this morning with a start, I’d all but run out of there. I was never one who needed an
