Page 10 of Grumpy Spring Sunshine
Had a great time last night but needed to get into the shop. Early clients and down an artist.
Keith
That was it. Two lines a bull shit excuse.
“Couldn’t even face me. What a jerk.”
I crumpled up the note and threw it away before hauling my ass into the shower and soaking up the heat before it ran cold. It wasn’t going to be a long day, and I was just going to have to deal with it.
I walked down the main road, hours later, on my way to the post office. However, I couldn’t get out of my own head. I didn’t want to think I did something wrong, and even though I’m a confident woman, that didn’t mean that I didn’t doubt myself sometimes.
Like now.
I can’t say I ever had a man sneak out of my room. I can admit, though, I didn’t like it.
“Brittani,” someone called and I turned around, offering a smile to the woman running over to me. “Hey, I had a question and since you’re here, it’s perfect timing.”
“Sure, what’s up Kayla?”
“My cousin is coming in from Alaska soon, actually, it’s Keith’s sister. Anyway, she was talking about mailing a couple things back home. Would there be some flat rate box she could use?”
“There is. I can get you a list of prices. Most of those are a standard weight, which hardly goes over.”
“Awesome. I don’t know what she wants to mail, but she wanted me to check.”
“If you need anything else, Kayla, just stop on by,” I offered, giving her a smile.
“Hi, Brittani.”
I froze as the man walked up on her side. I nodded, the smile easily slipping from my face.
He wouldn’t get to see the sunshine personality; he didn’t deserve that. Not one iota.
“Oh,” Kayla said, her eyes bouncing between us. “Is everything okay?”
“Perfect,” I said, turning back to her, the smile back on my face. “Listen, I got to get to work. Boss is a little cranky if I’m not in on time. She can’t gossip otherwise. Have a good day,” I told her, making sure to openly ignore Keith. With a wave, I turned on my heel, heading to the post office.
“What was that about, Keith?”
“I don’t know, Kayla.”
“Bullshit, you’re too much of a jerk sometimes not to know. You better fix this.”
I couldn’t help but smile to myself at the anger in her voice. It was warranted in my opinion. But sadly, there wasn’t anything he could do. Because there wasn’t any apology he could give me for walking out and making me feel like I was a slut or something. Just good for one night and nothing more. Not even in the town that we lived in.
And don’t go crazy on me, I knew I wasn’t any better. I left the city to escape him. Didn’t mean it worked, right?
A few hours later, the door opened to the post office, and I smiled as Kylie walked in, but it fell as Keith walked in after her.
“What can I help you with?” I asked, trying to be friendly. After all, she didn’t do anything to me.
“I need to pick up a package,” Keith said, walking up to the counter.
I lifted a brow, holding my hand out. “Slip,” I told him.
He sighed as he handed me the green paper. “Brittani,” he said, but I stood up, waving him off.
“Let me grab it.” I walked in the back, looking for the number of the package and then walked back out. “Sign here,” I told him, handing him a clipboard.
