Lethal Flavor The Waitress Who Came for Blood

My shift had just ended.

A stunning young woman I had seen earlier that day stopped me in my tracks and poured her heart out to me.

I was just a line cook, covered in grease and barely making ends meet. I thought it was some kind of sick joke.

To my surprise, she began waiting for me outside the diner every single day.

"Liam, if you don't say yes, I'm not leaving tonight!"

I stared at her in utter disbelief.

"Aren't you with someone? Aren't you still nursing a newborn?"

Her name was Chloe, and like her name, she always carried a faint, delicate scent.