After 5 months of working at the cafe, Juliet begrudgingly agreed to let her bring Thomas to work.
At first it was a one-time deal—she was sick of feeling like her aunt saw more of Thomas than she did, even though she appreciated the help a great deal—but then Juliet became attached to the little guy. Customers went crazy for him too, though the Socs tended to look between him and her in pity more often than not. She didn’t mind. Somehow, Thomas had become a centerpiece for the place.
"Your shift’s over, you know?" Juliet said.
"I know," she replied, setting Thomas down on counter. He busied himself with banging his fists on the cash register. "I’m just waiting for Seth to pick me up."
"Something special planned or are you tapping your foot like a madwoman just for the fun of it?"
Jamie brightened and ignored the sarcasm. “I spent three hours this morning setting up the living room and bedroom.” She smiled in triumph before removing her apron. “There are flower petals absolutely everywhere. I swear, we’re going to be finding them around the apartment for the rest of the month.” She’d set the coffee table with red cloth and a champagne bottle that she’d poured into another container, washed, and then filled with chocolate milk since Seth was crazy about the stuff. Fancy drinking glasses adorned the table and, most importantly, something new hung up on the wall. It had taken weeks of tracking down beforehand, but she’d gotten her hands on a photo of the first The Flash comic book cover blown up to poster size and custom framed. Now it’d be one of if not the first things people would see when they came over.
"Ah, young romance, I remember thee, except my Valentine was Dean Morden and we substituted flower petals with vodka stolen from his parents’ stash and makeout sessions in his family’s pool."
"You’re only six years older than me. You’re not ancient," Jamie reminded her. "And he was a Soc?"
"I guess. You know I don’t believe in all of that-"
A car light flashed through the windows and three heads turned to look at it.
Juliet squinted. “Is that your boy?”
"That it is." Jamie smiled, just now realizing that she’d recognize Betsy anywhere. "Come on, baby." She scooped Thomas into her arms and headed for the door, looking back on her way out. "Take care!"
"I should be telling you lovebirds that," her boss called back.
"Oh, stop," she said as the door closed behind her. Holding Thomas up to eye level, she dropped her voice to a whisper. "Time for daddy’s surprise, yeah? Let’s hope that he likes it."
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