'Wait! That's Sawyer. Why is he coming here without telling me first?' Abigail's heart raced as she hurried back to Tanya.
"Tanya, do you know who ordered the latte?"
"Sis, oh my god, now you've asked. I forgot to tell you about that man who ordered the latte—he's freaking handsome!" Tanya giggled while pointing at Sawyer.
Abigail stifled a laugh at Tanya's words. "Alright, you can close the sales report and get ready to go home. I'll handle his order."
"But, Sister Abigail, I also want to serve his coffee. I want to ask for his number. This is my opportunity… to have a handsome boyfriend. Sorry, I mean a handsome friend." She grinned, showing her white teeth.
Abigail couldn't help but smile at Tanya's pleading eyes. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, knowing how easily Sawyer could captivate someone like Tanya.
