By the end of April, we were hip-deep in busy season, which meant that I worked a little later every day, and on Sundays, too, just to keep up. There were orders to fill, new customers to pacify, seasonal workers to hire, and it gave me little time to think about Ryker. We saw each other daily, but I forced myself to stop mooning over him because it wasn’t going anywhere. It would never go anywhere. That didn’t mean I was looking for anyone else to replace him, though.
I took a half day in early May that I could barely afford and had my braces removed on a Monday afternoon, then came into the office after four o’clock to try and get some work done so I wouldn’t be too far behind the next day.
No one noticed my new braces-less state, but then, it was crazy busy. And it didn’t really matte
