Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 55

A week Later.

“And that would be our favorite mailman,” Lexa chimes, making me look up. Micheal, the local mailman, steps into the bakery, a letter clutched under his arm as the bell above the door rings. I can’t help the smile that splits onto my face. I loved the locals here and knew most by name now.

It was also obvious they knew exactly what I was but never said anything, which just proved everything Jake was telling the women was a lie. They didn’t care as long as we weren’t causing trouble.

“Hey, Elena,” he smiles softly. Micheal was around my mother’s age. Every day I was working at the bakery, he stopped in to buy some of Sondra’s mini cheesecakes. Smil ing, I get up from my stool behind the counter. The boys were asleep in their rockers by my feet, and Micheal peers over the edge of the counter. “There they are,” he coos, and I smile, getting his usual order ready.

“Sondra not in today?” he asks.

“No, she said she was feeling tired today,” I tell him, pass ing him the paper bag with the two lemon cheesecakes that he usually gets. He takes the bag, passing me over the A4 en

1 184 Vouchers velope. Yet, as I went to set it down, I noticed it had my name on it and not hers.

nearly time to close. Thank god because the boys had slept most of the af ternoon, and my breast was killing me. I

I turn the sign to closed on the door. We had hoped she would call,

but I am starting to worry,” I

to call her, Axton is watching the phones,” Lexa worries. She had been reminding me every time I picked up the phone that mom said

“Maybe?”

sigh, know ing she is right, instead opening the

children that lived on the ranch. Once I had boxed everything and cleaned up, I placed the

| give her a brief wave, and she looks up from the box she was unpacking. Her curly hair gets caught in her glasses as she blows out a breath. “Hey, Elena,” she calls as | make my way down the aisle where the formula is

the mountain load of boxes she was trying to unpack and put on the shelves. “Let me check, I just got an order in, it was six days late,” she

do you need help with?” I ask her. “Really?’ she

the first box. However, as Taylor starts marking stuff off. We find half her order is

section which still is empty, not even dia pers came in. Luckily,

got left, I can call around and see if I can get enough to tide you over while we wait for