Lance doesn’t know why you need money. But you do, and now you’re here, at the restaurant he owns.

The two of you used to be friends— with benefits. You guys were never really dating, but the ending of your little situation-ship was messy. Lance was never able to get you out of his head, even after the year you’ve been apart.

“You want to work here? Oh, doll, you must be desperate.” He says, almost like he’s taunting you. He can’t help but like the fact that you came to him.