#Chapter 20 – Accepting Help
Abby

“Stop joking around,” I say, placing my empty glass on the ground. “This is serious.”

“I’m not joking.”

We stare across the room at each other. I kind of want to laugh, but something tells me he wouldn’t

appreciate that. Still, there’s no way he’s going to come into my restaurant and work in the back. He

might think he wants to help, but I’m not sure he knows what that job actually entails. Plus, it’s not like

he has tons of free time on his hands. He’s an Alpha. Even if the pack is in a better position, there’s still

a million things he has to do on a daily basis.

“Okay, whatever you say,” I answer, opting for levity.

He frowns, a determined look on his face. “Why won’t you let me help you?”

“I just don’t think you understand what you’re saying.”

He rolls his eyes. “I understand perfectly fine, thank you.”

I can tell I’ve offended him a little, but I don’t feel all that bad about it. I need real help. Actual

employees. Not my ex-husband stacking dishes in the back. I doubt he’s cleaned a dish in his life.

“I just don’t think you have the time.”

“I know what I have time for and what I don’t,” he answers. “And I’m no stranger to hard work.”

“Well, Ethan and I are going over everything at the restaurant tomorrow. So, if you still want to help,

you can show up sometime in the morning.” I don’t expect him to show up at all. “Fine,” he says,

leaning back in his chair with a self-satisfied smile. “Then I’ll see you there.”

Ethan watches me finish my second coffee of the morning, a look of concern on his face. After last

night’s debacle, I’m both hungover and exhausted. By the time I went to bed, I had maybe four hours of

uninterrupted sleep before I had to wake up and drag myself over here.

If this headache isn’t a sign that I shouldn’t drink that much ever again, then I don’t know what is.

“We need to get up and running before those negative reviews have time to fester,” I say.

The most important thing is that I get ahead of the competition. I can’t disappear completely, and just

recede into the background. If I’m going to maintain my position as a must-go spot, then I need to

reopen immediately.

new restaurant manager on the spot, a

While he doesn’t have a ton of experience yet,

out of everything. Especially after

the task. He’s already proven

of the most hardworking employees I’ve had. I know his injury makes

but it hasn’t slowed him down

around the pain. And now

the front desk, hopefully his shifts will be easier for him. If I can even stay afloat after this,

is.

most important thing is getting new people,” he

we got here, we started by taking stock of

into a nervous sweat. If

to hire staff on an expedited basis,” I say, turning to my

online. “Even if some people don’t last, at least we’ll have

to be good

“I agree.”

reservations and greeting customers.

a few good waiters and a decent bartender, then we’ll be

“Exactly.”

door, and Ethan gives me

when I see him start to stand

chair. I cross the restaurant

His business suit looks freshly pressed, and he’s carrying

two coffees on it.

you and Ethan,” he says,

He’s always

It’s partly what makes him a good Alpha. He remembers people even

work for

into the restaurant. I lock the door behind

face him. I don’t bother to hide

looking around

phone rings before I can reply, and he picks it up, giving me an

his privacy. I can

pretend like I’m not

right

great, but I still don’t have the time. I’ll call you back later.

boss. If I

My eyebrows shoot up.

hangs up,

I already know the answer. Her smug smile during that

The memory of it makes me angrier than it

else you need to be

his head. “There’s

or even a bartender. You

a dinner rush? It’s not exactly fun work, and

you need to get your priorities straight,” I grumble,

few hours probably isn’t a good idea, but

I

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