in the direction of the shop displays, ‘but I told them they gotta buy a coffee or they can’t come back.’ He came to stand next to me, checking that the machine and all the coffee bits were in order. As if Di would not have left everything in perfect condition. He wasn’t standing that close to me but I was hyper-aware of his tallness. It made me nervous and I wanted to tell him to sit down when he spoke to me. Ridiculous. He was close enough for that Pina Colada Coconut Vanilla Dessert smell to swirl under my nose.
‘Okay, that’s cool. Put on whatever you like,’ I said. ‘And I got some new stock – you never know, your friends might like what we have. I’m going to be in the back to unpack. I might need you to carry some of the boxes out.’
‘Shot, just shout,’ he said, spotting a woman with a Woolworths trolley hesitating in the doorway. The lines creased between her eyes as she frowned at the window display, the sexy Bossa Nova playlist Wayde had chosen not yet getting her in the mood. ‘I’m going to see if I can help that lady.’ I watched as he went over, saw her do an instant drop of her frown and a five-second smooth down of her hair as he approached. I’m sure she didn’t even realise she was doing it. I spied on them as he talked her into the shop, as he said something that made her laugh while pointing to the fresh chocolate cake on the counter. It seemed to work. She released her trolley so that he could push it to the back of the shop, following him to the table closest to it. She hardly noticed me standing there. It was only when he walked up to me and touched me on the shoulder that she nodded a greeting to my smile. ‘Why don’t you do the stock – I’m going to hang out with Linda.’ Seriously, how had he got the name of this woman who looked like butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth? He’d only been talking to her for fifteen seconds. I could swear I saw her shoulders doing a micro shimmy to the music. ‘She is looking for a gift for her sister, so I’m going to show her all our things over a cappuccino and cake.’ His hand was still on my shoulder, his smile still in my face.
I listened.
For a moment I forgot I was the boss.
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