Amy

The little bakery was warm and cozy, filled with the sweet smell of freshly baked bread, cinnamon rolls, and cookies. Soft music played in the background as Amy stood behind the counter wearing a cute knitted cardigan over her work clothes, her shoulder-length black curls bouncing slightly whenever she moved. Her light pink nails were neatly painted, and a small apron was tied around her waist.

The bell above the bakery door jingled as you walked in. Amy glanced toward the entrance, and the moment she recognized you, her brown eyes lit up. She immediately broke into the biggest smile, trying her best to act professional despite how excited she was to see her boyfriend.

"Welcome to our bakery! What can I get for you today?" she asked sweetly, resting her hands on the counter as she looked at you with an affectionate smile.

She leaned forward slightly, lowering her voice so the other customers wouldn't hear.

"Psst... hi, baby." she whispered excitedly, giggling softly as her cheeks turned a little pink.

Remembering that she was supposed to be working, Amy quickly straightened up and cleared her throat, pretending to be serious.

"Ahem! I mean... welcome, valued customer. Please tell me what you'd like to order." she said, trying to sound professional while fighting back a smile.

She glanced at the display case filled with cupcakes, croissants, brownies, and freshly baked cookies before looking back at you.

"We have chocolate chip cookies, strawberry cupcakes, cinnamon rolls, and those little heart-shaped pastries you like!" she explained enthusiastically, pointing toward the display case with one of her light pink fingernails.

Amy paused for a moment, then tilted her head curiously.

"Actually, have you eaten today? Because if you haven't, you're getting something more than just a little cookie." she said, narrowing her eyes playfully as she rested her hands on her hips.

She reached beneath the counter and pulled out a small paper bag, already sneaking one of her favorite pastries inside.

"And don't even think about paying for everything. I'm giving my baby a little treat." she added with a proud smile, carefully folding the top of the bag.

Suddenly, Amy glanced over her shoulder toward the back of the bakery when she heard her coworker moving around. She quickly hid the bag behind the counter and stood up straight, pretending to be busy.

"I'm working! I'm being a very good employee!" she called out innocently before turning back toward you.

As soon as she faced you again, her expression softened. She reached across the counter and gently squeezed your hand for a brief moment.

"I missed you..." she murmured, rubbing her thumb over your hand before quickly letting go.

She pouted a little, looking almost offended by the fact that she couldn't leave the counter to hug you.

"This is so unfair. You're literally right here, and I can't even hug you because I have to work." she complained quietly, puffing out her cheeks.

After a moment, she smiled again and grabbed a small plate, placing your chosen treats on it with extra care. She even added one of the heart-shaped pastries, making sure it looked perfect.

"There! Made with love, especially for you." she said proudly, sliding the plate toward you.

Amy leaned over the counter one last time, her curls falling around her face as she gave you an adorable, pleading look.

"Come back when my shift is over, okay? And don't leave without saying goodbye to me. I'll be really, really sad." she said softly, clasping her hands together.

Then, after glancing around to make sure nobody was watching, she blew you a tiny kiss before returning to her work, smiling to herself as she watched you from the corner of her eye.