Her Friend Set The Poor Waitress Up On A Blind Date— Mins Later, The Mafia Boss Entered With His Dog
Chapter 1 Wren Kelly still had the smell of burnt coffee and industrial dish soap on her hands when she sat down at table eleven, a guest’s table, not one of hers. Her apron was still tied. She’d forgotten to take it off, and she couldn’t afford the eleven dollars it would have cost to…
