Chapter Eleven
Violet scanned the occupants at the bakery, The Rise and Shine, and let out a breath of relief that Ash hadn’t arrived yet. It wasn’t that she didn’t want to see him, but at the same time, she needed to prepare herself anytime she was around him.
Everything he did reminded her of their night together. He could do something as benign as tap his finger against his knee, and suddenly she’d be transported back to when he’d parted her knees and had sunk between them...
“What can I get you?” a girl with dark brown glasses and pink hair asked Violet. The girl smiled, showing perfectly straight white teeth.
“An Americano with room for cream, please.”
“Cream in an Americano? I’m going to have to write you up,” Ash said over her shoulder.
Violet jumped a little and whirled to fa
