kartopf.blogg.se

Boyfriend by Sarina Bowen
Boyfriend by Sarina Bowen








Boyfriend by Sarina Bowen

So he’s not going to be your new boyfriend.” Carly drops her voice. I work a lot of hours, and I go to school full time. I think he just felt bad that I was serving his dinner while the rest of my classmates are studying at the library.”Īnd the man has a point. “He was here with his husband and their baby. “And a fat tip? I think he wants your body.” “He gave you a clue?” Carly looks scandalized. But my history professor tipped me fifteen bucks, and warned me to look over the Articles of Confederation before tomorrow’s quiz.”

Boyfriend by Sarina Bowen

“Depends how you look at it,” I tell her. “We survived another one,” she says, passing me one of the mints she keeps in her pocket. She worked the bar tonight, while my section was in the dining room. Then I take up a position leaning against the nearly empty bar with my friend Carly, who’s also on shift. The other two girls make their choices, and I rush the order to the kitchen before it closes. Making a Thanksgiving-themed recipe was a nice idea, but I can’t give away the Cranberry Almond wings. But this week’s special has been a disaster. The chef does a special flavor every week. “We’ve got Honey Mustard, Honey Garlic, Tikka, Thai spiced, General Tso’s, Chili Bacon, Chicken Parm, and-of course-Buffalo style in mild, hot, or wild.”Īnd that’s just the regular menu. “Wait-what are the flavors again?” one girl asks. “I’d like a half dozen of the Honey Garlic wings, in a basket with fries.” “You heard correctly.” I lean a little closer and whisper. “Did you say Cranberry Almond?” one of the girls asks, lifting one eyebrow as if she doesn’t believe me. “The special salad tonight has spinach greens, apple slices, and a warm bacon vinaigrette. “Welcome to The Biscuit in the Basket." I pull out my order pad. I have one party that just sat down, though-three women about my age wearing matching hockey jackets. But my apron pocket is full of tip money, so I can’t really complain. By nine o’clock, I’ve been hustling burgers and wings for eight hours. Thursday nights are always busy at Moo U’s favorite bar and grill.










Boyfriend by Sarina Bowen