The Girl He Craves

Sophie’s pov

I parked on the side of the curb, my old car coming to a stop with a loud screech and a shud der.

“D**it.” I snarled as I jab at the seatbelt to free myself.

Mila burst into fits of laughter as she watches me struggle with the seatbelt.

“Ha ha. Of course you’re all giddy and amused because at least you’re not stuck.” | groaned, jamming my fingers on the red release button on the seatbelt.

Mila taps her hand on the dashboard. “Mary is really about to give up on us.” She snorted.

I bought that car when I knew I needed my own transportation to bring Ash around. It was al ready old and looked ready to collapse, but it was at a reasonable price and that was all I could budget. It did the job anyway, even though half the time it’s a struggle to get out or startit.

“You’d think that naming her Mary she’d be lucky.” Thuffed, rejoicing silently when the release button finally works.

I was already contemplating if to grab a hold of the scissors I had in the compartment and just snip the entire seatbelt around me.

Mila giggled and then suddenly goes silent. “Uh oh.”

I snapped my head to her in confusion. “What?”

She nudged her chin slightly at the opening of the diner where I could see Ressa, Mila’s aunt and also Ria’s mom, bounding over here. Her black hair wipes behind her.

“Oh s**t.” I winced when she knocks her knuckles on the passenger’s window. Mila rolls the glass down and it makes an awful screeching sound.

Ressa’s dark glaring eyes are more visible now as the dirty glass goes lower. “You two are late.” She snaps. “I’m here running this thing on my own. You know how busy this s**t gets in the morning.”

“You know we have to drop off Ash first at daycare Ressa. We’re here now.” I said while look ing at the road behind me to be sure that a car wasn’t coming. When it was clear I opened the car quickly and got out.

“Oh right. How’s that little b**er? I haven’t seen him in a while.” Ressa chuckled, “I miss his cute face. You have to bring him here more often Soph, he attracts me more customers.”

“Leave it to you to still talk about getting more customers. You’re a living bank aunty Ressa.” Mila snorted as she got out of the car. The door screeches when she closes it.

Ressa scoffs. “If I was a bank child I’d already own a mansion. You don’t see mansion print ed on my forehead now do you?”

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see stick up the a*s printed on your forehead either, but

that had her throwing her hands on her knees and

walking away from us. My eyes

you know? She actually walks like she has one lodged up there.” I

the door and the little bell chimes.

looks at each other before walking to

customer is here.” Mila teased, stopping

my eyes dart to where he always sat. Mr.

loyal customer for two years now. He was a very nice man and would talk to me about

brown eyes meet mine

swear if that man was younger and not married, I’d definitely give him a chance.” Mila joked, turning around to fully

head, grinning. “He can be your dad

“Which is why I said if only he was younger.”

sure she was counting the money she just made.

lady is forcing me to do her bidding.”

done cleaning up the mess a family of four left on the table, 1 skated over to Bernard who was waiting for me patiently. “How’s your day

we looked so much alike. Unfortu nately, I would

behind my ear to write down his or der. Apart from how busy and noisy and a bit

me by a five year old who thought I needed a touch of red.” I pointed at the red stain that was still so visible on the light pink uniform

while awaking his head. “Kids these

I beamed and nodded.

Bernard met up with Ash countless

nodded and smiled. “You have

that. I was actually planning to buy him those

head quickly. “Oh no no no. You don’t

do this for Ash. There’s no

eyes. “I’m not accepting it.” I

Bernard only chuckles and grins,

him, I asked. “Are you ready to place an order Bernard?” I smiled, the point of the

Bernard as well as I

four donuts, and some churros. Give me those churros to go, I need to eat something sweet while dealing with that