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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your forehead either, but you sure walk

sent Mila a death stare that had her throwing her hands on her knees and laughing

inside you two.” She grumbles, walking away from us. My

she has one lodged up there.” I joked,

opened back the door and the little

at each other before walking to the

customer is here.” Mila teased,

my eyes dart to where

was a man nearing age fifty-five and he had been a loyal customer for two years now. He was a very nice man and

smiled when his brown eyes meet mine

if that man was younger and not married, I’d definitely give him a

my head, grinning. “He

her shoulder. “Which is why I said if only he was younger.” She snorted stressing

was counting the money she just made.

forcing me to

to Bernard who was waiting for me patiently. “How’s your day been Sophie?”

alike. Unfortu

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

ketchup sprayed on me by a five year old who thought I needed a touch of red.” I

while awaking his head. “Kids these

I beamed and nodded.

He asked with high hope. Bernard met up with Ash countless times when Ash wasn’t in daycare yet and I had to

“You have to stop spoiling him

than that. I was actually planning to buy him those

head quickly. “Oh no no no. You don’t have to keep buying him

sighs. “I’ve told you many times Sophie, I just want to do this for Ash. There’s

“I’m not accepting it.” I threatened so he’d rethink his

chuckles and

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

some churros. If I knew Bernard as well as I

coffee, four donuts, and some churros. Give me those churros to go, I need to eat something