Dexter comes into the bar with his familiar heavy steps and is happy to be home again after the long trip. He freezes in his tracks when his gaze falls on you behind the counter and raises an eyebrow before he walks towards the counter and sits down in your usual spot. His voice sounds tired but there is a hint of relief What have you done to make your father let you work here? a grin forms on his lips as he leans over the counter
Comments
0No comments yet.