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and rubbed her
forehead with her hand. “Well, considering you’re the only
applicant I’ve had who isn’t covered in tattoos, piercings or black
nail polish; I don’t have many other options. Ok, we’ll give you a
trial and see how you do. It’s simple enough to learn. Can you
start tomorrow for training? Say 9 a.m.?” I nodded and grinned at
her. “I’ll be here. 9 a.m. sharp. Thank you so much…” I leaned in
to read her name badge. “Lorraine. Really. Thank you.”
     
    She sighed again, shaking
her head as she rummaged under the counter for something. She
handed me some forms to fill out for tax and emergency contacts. I
filled them out on the spot and gave them back to her. She studied
them and gave me a sympathetic smile “One of your parents an Eric
Clapton fan? That’s a great song
Layla .” She said the last few words in a
bit of a singsong and I knew exactly what she was talking about.
Dad loved that song. He used to sing it to me when I was little. He
said I used to giggle and laugh so much, it just made him want to
sing it more. I’d heard the song many times but people rarely
connected my name to it. I mean, not many people my age knew about
it.
     
    Mel had always known. But
she had grown up with me. Dad had played it in the house so often
that Mel would fall about laughing and playing air guitar. I missed
her. I would have to call her later as promised. I couldn’t wait to
tell her about Amy.
     
    I finished making arrangements for the next
day with Lorraine and went back to the table. Amy had been watching
me the whole time. I sat back down and she raised her eyebrows at
me. “So?”
    I gave her a brief smile
and shrugged as I sat down. “I start training tomorrow at 9
a.m.”
    She let out a small squeak
and grinned. “See Layla Jennings. You’re at college now. It’s time
to take chances, maybe some risks too. Who knows, it could open up
a whole new world for you. And now you have me, I’ll be making sure
you take lots of both!”
     
    Something told me that she
was dead serious. But what could I say? She was right. I took a
chance and now after only being here for a few hours I had a job.
I’d been off campus, had coffee with my new roommate and got a job.
Things were already looking up. I rested back on my chair and
grinned inwardly as I listened to Amy talk about all the parties
and socials we were going to this year. I kind of had to admit that
this year could actually turn out to be a lot of fun.
     

Chapter
3
    An Apron and an
Adonis
     
    The sun was warm and it
heated my skin to the perfect temperature. I could feel the breeze
tickling and cooling the nape of my neck as it caressed my exposed
flesh. I was laying on a red and white checkered cotton blanket, in
the most beautiful meadow that I had ever seen. I lay there for a
while, just thinking about how I had gotten there. I could see the
outline of a man in the distance. Tall and broad, he was striding
over fast. I could just make out his handsome face; the dark
penetrating eyes, slight stubble from his morning shave and thick
brown hair. He was delicious. My heart was pounding as he came
closer to me and my breathing was becoming harsher and quicker.
Leaning over me he slowly moved his hand up my thigh, his
fingertips caressing my skin as they slid upwards. Leaning into my
face, his lips almost touching mine, he let out a soft sigh and
breathed my name…“Layla!”
     
    That wasn’t what I
expected…“Layla wake up! You’re late for work!”
    Shit!
     
    My eyes flew open and
straight to the clock. 9: 15 a.m. I was late. I’d only been working at
Lorraine’s coffee shop for a week and I definitely did not want a
reputation for being late. I jumped out of bed and ran for the
bathroom. I showered, pulled on my clothes as fast as I could and
pulled my damp hair back into a tight ponytail. I quickly put on
some mascara and lip gloss. There was no time for the full works
this morning. Looking in the mirror I winced at my