Merry
We've been going for hours, and I feel almost drunk. Might as well lean into it. "Do you want a drink? I have beer in my personal fridge."
"You have a personal fridge?" He raises an eyebrow as he leans against one of the prep tables.
I take him in, admiring the way his jeans fit against the muscles of his legs, the t-shirt showing off the strong forearms that have helped me take care of so many items on my to-do lists. "I do, thanks to the increased business with you being here all the time, I've been able to outfit the space off to the side as a small apartment. I know better than I should, once you leave, I'll have to go back to working a lot more than I do right now. Back when I first started, after I closed, I would immediately start prepping for the next day. I had one high s
