“Is she giving him her number?” Maeve all but shrieked as they continued to watch her out of the small window with no amount of subtlety.
When she was whipped around to come fact-to-face with Eden, she blinked back at her intense amber gaze and shrugged her shoulders a few times. Before she knew it she was pushed off again and Eden was hogging the window. The baker paced a short line as Eden spoke, yelping when the stinging edge of the towel met her thigh.
“Alright! Alright!” she complained. “I mean I don’t know what you want me to do, but fine.”
Maeve reappeared in the front of house just as Julianna made her way back behind the counter. “Jules,” Maeve said sweetly. Too sweetly. Sweetly enough for Julianna to be suspicious and narrow her eyes at the blonde with a cock her head.
Green eyes darted once to the side, before settling back on Maeve’s pale features. “What?” she asked simply, a sharp breath through her nose advertising her confusion. Sensing a follow interrogation and she couldn’t discern why. An arm curled around her shoulders brought her closer to Maeve’s side, where she was tucked very tightly under the blonde’s arm as she was spoken too in low whispers.
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean?”
Maeve scoffed a laugh. “I mean...you’re pretty openly flirting with that guy, right?” A quick glance over her shoulder in Owen’s direction. “He asked you out, and you gave him your number?”
Julianna shrugged, but it was harder with the weight of her friend’s arm around her shoulders. She hummed as if her words required any consideration. “Yeah, I guess.” Maeve’s arm was removed, but only so she could turn Jules to face her and take her cheeks in her hand as if she were now talking to a small child.
“You’re married.” She felt as if she were reminding Julianna of this very important fact that she had somehow managed to forget. The words words forced from between clenched teeth, red-painted lips barely moving.
“Uhm, yeah,” she agreed with a tone that sounded disappointed.
“Are you going to tell him?” She let her hands fall away from Julianna’s face. She huffed and pushed at her curls.
“Of course.”
With a dubious expression Maeve moved away from Julianna and back behind the pastry case to rearrange her display and see what needed to be restocked. This left Julianna to shift uncomfortably on her feet for a few seconds before retreating to the back to mope in her office for a moment. Maeve having ruined her fun for the time being. Her phone on the desk was blinking new messages.
Jean’s name blinked below a number she didn’t know. Dropping into her chair she picked it up and thumbed her way into her messages. Jean’s message was simple:
>I’m in Prague. I will take a picture of that clock you like.
Lips pressed together as she considered whether or not to reply. It was usually useless. Jean didn’t converse so much as he just provided information that he decided would be good for her to know. Be safe. Was all she said at first. Dropped her hands into her lap. Picked them up again. I miss you. She added in afterthought.
The unknown number told her to check her Google reviews so she did just that. Smiling when she read the newest addition from. She saved the new number into her phone, and opened the thread of messages to reply.
>The highest praise. I am truly honored.
When she was whipped around to come fact-to-face with Eden, she blinked back at her intense amber gaze and shrugged her shoulders a few times. Before she knew it she was pushed off again and Eden was hogging the window. The baker paced a short line as Eden spoke, yelping when the stinging edge of the towel met her thigh.
“Alright! Alright!” she complained. “I mean I don’t know what you want me to do, but fine.”
Maeve reappeared in the front of house just as Julianna made her way back behind the counter. “Jules,” Maeve said sweetly. Too sweetly. Sweetly enough for Julianna to be suspicious and narrow her eyes at the blonde with a cock her head.
Green eyes darted once to the side, before settling back on Maeve’s pale features. “What?” she asked simply, a sharp breath through her nose advertising her confusion. Sensing a follow interrogation and she couldn’t discern why. An arm curled around her shoulders brought her closer to Maeve’s side, where she was tucked very tightly under the blonde’s arm as she was spoken too in low whispers.
“What are you doing?”
“What do you mean?”
Maeve scoffed a laugh. “I mean...you’re pretty openly flirting with that guy, right?” A quick glance over her shoulder in Owen’s direction. “He asked you out, and you gave him your number?”
Julianna shrugged, but it was harder with the weight of her friend’s arm around her shoulders. She hummed as if her words required any consideration. “Yeah, I guess.” Maeve’s arm was removed, but only so she could turn Jules to face her and take her cheeks in her hand as if she were now talking to a small child.
“You’re married.” She felt as if she were reminding Julianna of this very important fact that she had somehow managed to forget. The words words forced from between clenched teeth, red-painted lips barely moving.
“Uhm, yeah,” she agreed with a tone that sounded disappointed.
“Are you going to tell him?” She let her hands fall away from Julianna’s face. She huffed and pushed at her curls.
“Of course.”
With a dubious expression Maeve moved away from Julianna and back behind the pastry case to rearrange her display and see what needed to be restocked. This left Julianna to shift uncomfortably on her feet for a few seconds before retreating to the back to mope in her office for a moment. Maeve having ruined her fun for the time being. Her phone on the desk was blinking new messages.
Jean’s name blinked below a number she didn’t know. Dropping into her chair she picked it up and thumbed her way into her messages. Jean’s message was simple:
>I’m in Prague. I will take a picture of that clock you like.
Lips pressed together as she considered whether or not to reply. It was usually useless. Jean didn’t converse so much as he just provided information that he decided would be good for her to know. Be safe. Was all she said at first. Dropped her hands into her lap. Picked them up again. I miss you. She added in afterthought.
The unknown number told her to check her Google reviews so she did just that. Smiling when she read the newest addition from. She saved the new number into her phone, and opened the thread of messages to reply.
>The highest praise. I am truly honored.
I fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) I want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true) and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you.
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