I'm falling for my gorgeous orc roommate, but he's got a secret. I'm serving up the morning crowd at my struggling diner when a tall, brooding, yet surprisingly endearing orc strolls in, making my heart flip like a pancake on the griddle. Could he be the butter to my syrup? He eyes the menu like a kid in a candy store, and it tugs on my heartstrings. Is he down on his luck? I trust my gut and give...