When Constellations Form (Light in the Dark 4)

He snorts when he pulls out the fabric and reads it. “Bun maker?”

“I have a shirt to wear that says Bun with an arrow pointing to my stomach.”

“You’re too much.” He puts the apron back in the bag.

“There’s also a hat in there,” I warn him.

He sets the bag on the counter and I sit down to finish eating.

“Well, it could be worse,” he sighs.

“Exactly.”

Things are always so much easier when he sees things my way.

“What are we doing today?” he asks, finishing his breakfast.

“I’m going to work. I don’t know what you’re doing.”

He makes a face. “Fuck, I forgot you had to work.”

I glare at him. “Swear jar.”

He sighs. “I’ll put a quarter in there later. Is that thing full yet?”

“Just about,” I laugh. “We’re both lousy—but I’m worse.”

Xander clears his throat. “Maybe I’ll see if Jace is free to go to the gym or something.”

“Sounds like fun.” My voice is laced with sarcasm, because exercise is not fun at all.

“Maybe I should go out on my motorcycle. I didn’t ride it much this summer and it’s pretty nice today.”

“Yeah, that’d be good too,” I mumble, half listening to him.

I finish my breakfast and clean our plates, Xander would do it, but I don’t mind.

Once that’s done I wipe the counters and check the time.

“I better be going,” I sigh. I love my job, but I’m suddenly sad to leave since I’ve seen him so little. I should’ve thought and taken off.

“Right, okay. Do you want to meet somewhere after work for dinner?”

I shake my head. “I’m usually tired after being on my feet all day, so I just want to come home.”

“Okay.” He nods. “I’ll have something ready then.” He tilts his head, thinking. “Can I drop you off and pick you up?”

I shrug. “Sure, that’d be cool with me.”

“What time do you get off?”

“Three.”

“Okay, I’ll be there then.”

He grabs his truck keys off the counter and we head out to the garage.

Climbing inside his truck proves to be difficult, but somehow I manage.