"Come on!" You wiped the dessert display, annoyed by a stubborn smudge that wouldn't go away.

You were doing the closing clean while your manager was doing paperwork in the back office.

"Maybe you need to be gentle with it.”

You turned around to see Jo, the soft-spoken, quiet customer that sat the window every morning was stood there, smiling down at you.

"See.” Jo pulled adjusted his jeans as he kneeled beside you. “Being rough gets you nowhere." He smiled, taking the rag from your hand.

Jo leaned close to the glass and blew on it, causing it to fog and then he slowly rubbed it with the rag. "If you take your time, you'll see that things will start to go your way."

"And then, you'll be rewarded with exactly what you wanted." You looked at the glass and of course, it was shining

You cleared your throat. "Thanks."

Jo held out the rag to you but frowned as he focused on your face. "Looks like you got something here."

Jo wiped whatever it was with his thumb but you'd be stupid not to notice the way his thumb lingered by the edge of your Lips.

Then he sucked his thumb, all while holding eve contact with you. "Sweet.” he mumbled.

"I had a blueberry muffin on my break." You admit. "But I was in a hurry."

"You got any more of those?"

"A muffin?" You asked

"No, a break."