Total pages in book: 68
Estimated words: 66642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 66642 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 333(@200wpm)___ 267(@250wpm)___ 222(@300wpm)
She nearly burned the hamburgers and would have if Ginny hadn’t come back in time. Ginny took one look at her and took over.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, assembling the hamburgers.
“My parents. I don’t know what to do. Should I tell them to stay in Arizona?”
Ginny looked at her curiously. “What brought this on?”
“What Viper said about Marty has me worried.”
“What did he say?”
Sophie told her then said, “I’m worried about them coming here.” She bit her lip. “What do you think?”
“Would you like me to ask Gavin for his opinion?”
Sophie nodded. Then she put two of the plates in the window and carried two out of the kitchen while Ginny followed behind her.
She left Ginny to talk to The Last Riders, and Jody, who was still standing at the counter, while she carried the plates to the table of women. Logan had come in to work while she had been in the kitchen and was waiting on a lone woman customer.
The women looked disappointed when she set the food on their table.
“Is something wrong with the food?”
One of the women tapped her nails on her glass. “Could you tell Jody we all need refills?”
The sound of the tapping was like the screeching of chalk on a board.
Sophie reached for the glass. “I’ll take care of that for you.”
The woman slid the glass away from her touch. “We’ll wait for Jody.”
“Certainly. I’ll send him right over.”
Reaching under the counter, she took out a plastic pitcher and shoved it into Jody’s stomach. “Do you mind filling this up for me with ice and whatever those women are drinking?”
“Okay …?”
Taking the two other plates out of the window, she nabbed the pitcher out of his hand just as he finished.
“I can take—”
“I’ve got this,” Sophie cut him off.
The women looked angry when she returned with the pitcher and no Jody.
Setting the food and pitcher down, she glared down at the women. “Jody said he’s busy, so he made the pitcher and told me to bring it here instead,” she lied unrepentantly. “I hope that’s okay?” she said with false sweetness. “If not, I can fire him on your say-so?”
“No! No!” the women hastened to assure her.
“We can see he’s busy. We should have waited,” the nail-tapper spoke for her group.
Giving them a curt nod, she averted her gaze from Logan’s amused one to return to the counter.
Ginny had gone behind the counter, and Jody was cleaning the area they had been standing at.
He searched her face. “Is everything all right?”
“Everything’s just fine and dandy,” she snapped. “You know, I just noticed something.”
Jody swiped a cleaning cloth over the counter. “What?”
“Most of my customers are women. I find that very interesting.”
His eyes went toward the front of the restaurant. “So they are. I didn’t notice, either.”
Sophie gave him a dagger-sharp gaze. He returned it with innocent eyes.
“Does that bother you?”
“Why should it?” she gritted through clenched teeth.
Jody gave her a careless shrug. “No reason. Just asking.”
She clenched her hands into fists to keep herself from snatching the cloth from him and using it to strangle him. “Do you mind refilling the iced tea dispenser for me?” By the time he finished, the women should be done eating.
From Jody’s expression, he had gauged her motive. “Not at all.” He gave her jaunty wink before moving around her, his shoulder accidently brushing against the side of her breast. “I’m always ready to satisfy a friend in need.”
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Closing the drawer of the cash register, Sophie glanced out the window and saw Greer coming out of the sheriff’s office. Curiosity held her in place when he walked to the side of the building, heading toward the parking lot. As he passed a car parked on the side of the road, he stopped and looked at it, bending down to examine the front tire. Rising to his feet, Greer went to his squad car and took something out of his trunk. Then he returned to the other car, and she saw he was filling the tire with air.
“What are you looking at?”
Sophie turned at Ginny’s question.
“Nothing. Just being nosy.”
Ginny smiled. “My favorite hobby. I didn’t realize how much I missed interacting with people until I started helping out here.”
“I don’t know how I would have managed without yours and Jody’s help. I talked to my parents and finally told them the situation here, like Gavin advised me to do yesterday. They decided they are still going to come here. They don’t want me to be alone.”
“I’m glad they’re coming. I know you’ve missed them.”
“I have.” She frowned. “I’m still worried, but I’m hoping that I’ve seen the last of Marty’s friends.”
Ginny grimaced. “Me, too.”
“The good news is when they get here, Jody and you won’t have to help out anymore.”
Ginny’s hands went to her hips. “You’re going to ditch me?”