One For You

Kaden

Sauntering over, I gripped the glass and chugged the juice in one go before answering her. “Because working for you is out of the question. It’s nothing personal against you. It’s the principle of the thing.”

She planted her hand on her left hip, tilting her head and frowning before heaping bacon onto a plate and cracking two eggs into a pan. “You don’t have to work for me, then. You can come back and just show me how to do the job.”

I hungrily eyed the eggs and added a couple of pieces of toast to the bacon-filled plate, buttering them as I watched the egg whites starting to bubble. “No offense, but why would I do that?”

“To help me out,” she said. She gave the eggs a few prods with a spatula before dishing them up. “I’ve thought about it, and there’s no way I can do this without you showing me the ropes. I spoke to some people late yesterday afternoon, and the company will keep paying you while you complete the handover properly.”

She handed me my plate and stared, waiting for