It started off innocently enough. I would frequent the shop because it had a good cup and it was quiet so I could get some coding done away from home. We would have little conversations at the counter and she was a sweet girl, struggling a bit financially so I would always tip well. I’d give her some advice from time to time if she was having a rough patch. She called me her “work daddy” jokingly and eventually she just started calling me daddy. She was very attractive, but I wasn’t trying to be sexual with her. In hindsight I think she was infatuated and she did have daddy issues. I think the fact that I am a black man might have also made her curious.
Things turned a bit when I saw her at the bus stop after work trying to get home. I offered her a ride and turns out she didn’t live far from my neighborhood. After that if I was in the area or if her shift ended around the time I was leaving the shop I would give her a lift.