One Hundred and Thirty Two

May’s POV

I sat in front of the two men that were about to tell me what they had found out, but all I could think of was getting a cup of coffee.

Somehow, I had forgotten about the coffee I wanted to make at home, but I could still get some here.

“Please, I need a cup of coffee and a honey glazed donut, please.” I said to the waitress that caught my eyes and she nodded and she jotted it down, then I looked back at Alex and Brent.

“Hello to you too, May.” Brent said, teasing and I smiled.

“Sorry. If I don’t get that caffeine into my system soon, I might have to start biting y’all’s head off.” I said and he threw his head back to laugh.

I looked at Alex who was watching me with a smile and I said. “Hello again, Alex.” I greeted him. I had only met him once before, when he helped me in that alley.

I had thought it was coincidental that he was there, and could help me, but it had turned out that it was Asher that had put him on me. At the time, I had been stuck to being grateful and angry