Teasing Phoenix

SAM

Mom looks at my direction and smiles when she notices me approaching. “Morning sweetie, I didn’t hear you came home last night. I must be in a deep sleep when you arrived,” Mom says, pouring coffee into my mug.

“I’m sorry, mom. It was Amy’s birthday party last night. I couldn’t come home early because I carpooled with Maya and Garrett.” I take my plate of pancakes, scrambled eggs, and two strips of bacon she offers.

She hands me a cup of coffee. “You didn’t mention to me about going to a birthday party, sweetie. You also forgot to send me a message.” She looks at me with her famous worried look.

I sit on the stool of our small kitchen counter and start sipping my coffee. “Yeah, you worry too much. Did forget I’m twenty-one and not a twelve anymore? Don’t you have duty tonight?” I munch my breakfast quickly. I only have twenty minutes to get to the coffee shop where I work as a part-time waitress.

“I have. I’ll be here in the morning. We can have a movie marathon.” Mom’s duty at the general hospital as an ER nurse makes it difficult for us to catch up every day.

I roll my eyes. “Yeah. We can have a movie marathon while you’re snoring on the couch.”

Mom works hard to let me go to college. She took all the responsibility since Dad died in a car accident when I was fifteen. Mom didn’t even date anyone and just focused on her work and me.

Dad worked as a bank clerk in a local bank in town. He was the best father I could ever wish for, but unfortunately, he was taken away from me by a tragic car accident. His car hit the tree when he was trying to avoid hitting someone who crossed the road—he was confirmed dead on arrival.

“You, silly, you always chose a boring movie, all they did were killing each other. Who will enjoy watching that kind of movie? It’s too violent for me.”

I roll my eyes again, stand up, and take the empty plate and mug with me to the kitchen sink. I love action movies while Mom loves drama.

“Your choice of movie is more boring, mom. If not dying of cancer, a husband cheated on her. So dramatic. I won’t waste my tears for sappy movies like that.”

She laughs and shakes her head—Mom is funny. She’s not only my mother but also my best friend.

I go up to my bathroom to brush my teeth, re-coat my mascara, and wipe more lip gloss.

I grab my purse and my keys from the couch. “Got to go, Mom. Get some sleep, and I’ll see you tomorrow morning. I love you.” I peck her cheek.

I pull my car 2014 Ford to the driveway—Mom’s birthday gift for me two years ago.

Ten minutes later, I’m already in the coffee shop. I notice many customers—most of them are college students, football players, and a few couples busy chatting with each other. Suddenly, I feel a twist in my stomach.

“Sam, get your ass in here and wear your apron. We have customers to serve.” Daniel “Big D” Chase, who manages the coffee shop for five years now. A six-foot-tall and bulky standing in front of my locker wearing a scowl on his face.

“Good morning to you, too, Big D. Why so grumpy early in the morning?”

of course, he’s still strict when it comes to our

locker and wear it. Our coffee shop is the biggest coffee shop in

by someone else, or

at it. He’ll not be going to replace you, and I’ll kick his ass if he’ll demote

this shop, but I don’t know who’s the new owner. I don’t really care for as long as I have a job and get paid.

is. He’s ruthless and heartless. He bought some establishments here; restaurant, night club, coffee shop, and a house on the Hillside. He

He must be very rich if he bought establishments and a house at

but his brother stayed in

seem to hear a lot of gossips

help but listened especially when my only job was at stake.”

feel bad about him. I grab his huge arms and squeeze them. “I’m sorry, Big D. I wish I can help, but if your job is in jeopardy, I am sure my part-time as well. I need to get to work.”

to the counter and

couple gets inside and sits

since only a few customers left.

smile as they

a bunch of guys, but as she said, nothing serious. They just want to have sex with her and grab her D cup size. Well, I can’t blame them because Amy is a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes. She’s sassy and sometimes blunt. Okay, maybe most

I still don’t show interest.

She hits arms to get my attention. “Did you not hear me, Sam? I said Mr. Williams is hot.” She shakes me and

changes the management. Big D is worried as hell that he might be demoted or replaced, and

Amy flinches because I know she needs

management?” Maya asks. Her brown eyes

told me earlier. Well, not sure yet, but people talked and gossiped around. The owner changed the

leave immediately. I send Mom a message. Amy has a plan

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for me and eat, then I take a shower and change to PJs.

in. I flip the page where I Left with a bookmark. Before I

roll my eyes to see the screen—it’s my ex,

I answer casually, then at the music blaring—he must

ass if he’ll know I’m driving while I’m drunk. Can you come and

such an idiot!

bother answering his call? I broke up with him because he’s an idiot, a

your girlfriend to drive you home. I’m in bed already and ready to sleep.” I emphasize the girlfriend, who he cheated on me a year ago.

that anymore. My friends are already drunk.” Of course, they’re

You won’t call me

“Thanks, Sam, I owe you.” Owe you my

“Be there. Bye.” I get up in bed

is still blaring from the house. I dial his number and he immediately picks up and says he’s