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looking for my stripper at Granny’s Kitchen. Maybe they fired her because she’s such a horrific dancer. I can’t tell ya how happy the thought makes me.
    “So you’re 21, right? Do you know how to make drinks?”
    “I’ll be 22 soon, and yes, I can make almost anything. I’ve tended some before.”
    “Are there any hours you can’t work?”
    “I take one class at Community, Wednesdays from noon to one. Other than that, I’m all yours.”
    Oh, sweet Emmett, how you taunt me so.
    “I’ll take all the hours you’re willing to give me, any job, any shift.”
    The anxiety in her voice, along with her imploring eyes, triggers some baser instinct in me. Something is off, my gut telling me this girl needs me. I want her to need me. I already need her, after all.
    “That’s great,” I answer. “I’ll keep it in mind. So, how much notice do you need to give your current jobs?”
    “Will you think badly of me if I say none? I wouldn’t do that here, but I need the increase in pay to start as soon as possible. They only give me about twenty hours a week each anyway. How bad could they possibly miss me?”
    “All right then.” I smile, letting her know I understand her standpoint.
    “Does that mean I’m hired?”
    “Yes,” I nod, “I’d love to have you.”
    “Oh, thank you!” She leaps from her chair and runs over to hug me.
    Very pleasantly shocked, I’m already standing when she gets to me, more than happy to return her embrace. She’s so tiny in my arms, barely reaching the middle of my chest, her arms struggling to reach around me. Far too soon, she pulls back and looks way up at me.
    “I’m probably out of line,” she starts, her voice soft, “but you don’t understand how much this means to me. Thank you so much. I promise to do a great job for you!”
    “It’s my pleasure, Emmett.” I clear my throat and step back. “How about you come in Sunday? We can do all your paperwork and go over a lot of logistical stuff when no one’s here to interrupt. I think we’d get more accomplished that way, so you can be on your own faster.”
    “Perfect. What time?”
    “Nine?”
    She nods, her huge smile contagious.
    “All right, I’ll see you then. Let me walk you out.” My hand reaches for the small of her back, itching to touch her, but I pull back quickly, actually contemplating my pursuit tactics for perhaps the first time ever. “Unless you’re hungry?” Even I can hear the hope in my voice; I’d kill for more time with her. “Can I feed you?”
    The sweetest giggle reaches out and sucker punches me in the chest. “No, thank you, I’m fine.”
    Disappointed our time together is in fact ending, for now, I turn to walk her out, moving slow and battling the hint of a shot-down scowl. Daney meets us at the bottom of the stairs, the blonde of the duo eyeing Emmett anxiously as my boss and awesome friend smiles coyly.
    “I’m guessing you’re our new waitress? Emmett, is it?” Dane offers his hand.
    “Yes, sir, Mr. Kendrick. Thank you so much for the opportunity. I promise you won’t be sorry.”
    “I’m sure I won’t. This is Laney, my beautiful girlfriend,” he introduces. “Laney, this is Emmett. Sawyer hired her.”
    Laney looks at him like he’s a circus sideshow, probably wondering why he reiterated what she’d already heard. “Hi, Emmett, welcome. You’ll love it here. Everyone’s wonderful, even my weirdo boyfriend here.”
    “I can’t wait to get started. I’m so excited.” Smart girl; breeze right over the owner being weird part with a grin to the girlfriend.
    Laney’s too sharp for her own good, her eyes smiling at me as she nods at Emmett’s response. “I can see you’re in good hands. Sawyer will take excellent care of you.”
    I air kiss her over Emmett’s head and laugh when Dane growls audibly and pulls on her arm. “Come on, Emmett,” I say to my newest employee, “Mr. Kendrick’s gonna blow.”
    Oh shit. Bad choice of words.
    Emmett looks