My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 9: An Unwelcome Customer

Enzo didn’t seem to recognize me right away with my uniform and my hair pulled back. He came in and sat down at the counter while I was pouring coffee for another customer, which I nearly spilled all over the table out of shock.

My hands trembled as I approached the counter. Was he following me, or was this just a coincidence? Now, more than ever, I regretted ever sleeping with him. Why must he insist on playing with my feelings like this? Couldn’t he just move on to the next girl?

I walked behind the counter and immediately turned my back to him, pretending to fiddle with the coffee

machine.
“Hi, Nina.”

So he did recognize me.

I took a deep breath and turned around to face him.

“What are you doing here?”

Enzo looked around and gestured a bit with his hands. “What do you mean? It’s a diner. I’m hungry.”

I frowned and folded my arms across my chest. “You and I both know that you could have gone to any other restaurant in town, and you chose this one. Are you following me or something?”

Enzo shook his head. “Can I just get a menu, please?”

With a huff, I grabbed one of the laminated menus from behind the counter and tossed it down in front of him.

back. He was a kind old man named Phil. He walked with a cane, but

rude to a customer,

but Phil cut me

said.

genuinely smiled for the first time since I met him. He looked handsome when he smiled, and suddenly I had a flash of a memory from

“No. She’s just surprised to

at me then and winked before hobbling

recommend?” Enzo asked. He glanced up from the menu. His brown eyes were captivating, but I tried not to let them

to him more than I needed to, but Phil was watching and

the grilled cheese,”

cheese sounds good right now,” Enzo said, handing back to me.

Phil’s dissatisfied glare, then retreated to the kitchen to

carried the plate of hot food back out to the counter. I set it down in front of Enzo, then

full after. taking a bite of grilled cheese. “This

busied myself with pouring coffee for other customers and clearing tables. I always felt Enzo’s eyes on me as I worked, but whenever I turned around, he only seemed to be looking at

Enzo was finished, he waved me

I thought to myself.

I took to the register to get his change. Much to my dismay, he followed me to the register; not that that was out of the ordinary for customers, but I guess

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