#Chapter9
There was only one thought that gnawed at me later that day: Who the hell was the woman in the drawing? It wasn't like I was obsessing over it, it was just a drawing after all.
But what if it was her? Chris's possible girlfriend who didn't know if she really existed? God had to stop torturing me with this.
Later that day a new customer arrived. I looked up and felt my cheeks get hot. Shit! Why were all the men who came this way so attractive? He was a tall man, maybe the same height as Chris and Will, he had short black hair slicked back, he was also covered in tattoos and his black eyes looked at me with amusement.
/"C-can I help you?/" I asked, cursing myself for hesitating. Keep your dignity idiot.
/"Yes doll, I have a date with Chris./" He gave me a mischievous grin and leaned across the desk cupping her chin between his fingers. Shit he was very attractive and he was flirting with me.