I joined the line just behind Jaiden, who was one person away from the cashier. “Sorry I’m late, sir. I hope you haven’t been waiting long.”
“No worries, Alister,” he said over his shoulder before addressing the woman behind the counter who had flirted with him the last time we were here.
When it was my turn, I was surprised to see a flirtatious look come into her eyes as I stammered through what kind of sandwich I wanted. Her fingers lingered in my hand when she gave me the change, which left me even more flustered as I moved down the counter to give the specific ingredients for my order.
Sitting down was never such a relief as it was right then. “What is wrong with people today? Everyone wants to touch me, for some reason,” I mumbled to myself as I arranged my food and handed the fold
