Chapter 3

JUNE

CHAPTER

THREE

Early mornings are the worst, mostly because I am not a morning person and never have time for breakfast, let alone a cup of coffee. With my purse and heels in my bag, I make my way to the bus stop only to be surprised by Owen standing there with a bag and a coffee in his hand.

"Good morning." I say, not sure what else to say.

"Good morning, beautiful. I thought you could use this." He hands me the bag, and I distinctly smell Gussy's chicken sausage breakfast sandwich.

"Oh my gosh. How did you know?" I ask him, sipping the coffee and moaning. I don't realize I am doing it until he groans and closes his eyes before looking back at me, heat emitting from him.

"I notice everything about you, June." There are butterflies in my belly and a warm feeling in my tummy. Not sure what to say, I blush and drop my head. "Hey, give me your eyes." I look up at him and smile. "There she is," he says, moving my hair behind my ear. "Will you tell me something no one knows about you?" His question surprises me, and I lick my lips, trying to compose myself. No one has ever asked me that before.

"I don't know what to say," I admit to him because it is the truth. I have never opened up and told anyone my truth, but for some reason, I want to tell him.

"Okay, how about I start? I was engaged once when I was in college. I thought I was in love with her, willing to do anything for her, but when I took her home for the first time to meet my family, she told me she needed more than that when she realized my future was at the hardware store. The funny thing is when she handed me back the ring, I didn't get upset, my heart didn't ache, and I felt only relief. That was the day I figured out that I wasn't in love with her. I was in love with the idea of love." Wow. My mind spins with information, making me want to tell him everything. "Alright, your turn."

Nodding, I take a deep breath. "I lost my parents five years ago and I was adopted by them." He grasps my hand, and his face shows sympathy.

"I'm so sorry for your loss. May I ask a question?"

"Yes."

"Have you thought about finding your birth parents?"

"I have actually. I took a blood test and submitted it to a blood mapping place. I am really looking to see if I have any siblings. I didn't like being an only child." This is nuts. I have given him three truths in less than an hour. He is dangerous.

Just then, I see the bus coming down the road, and it makes me sad that our time is up. "Would you go on a date with me?" Okay, so I may be jumping up and down on the inside, but I manage to hold it together on the outside.

"Yes, I would love to." Smiling, he nods his head, waits for me to board the bus, and then I see him walk away.

When I finally make it to work, I'm bombarded with information and decisions that need to be made. Since being promoted, I have begun to get bogged down with paperwork and a lot of responsibility.

"June. June over here." I turn when I hear May's voice and smile, waving her over.

"Hey, May what's up?" Although I know what she wants.

"Nothing. Just coming to say hi and to see if you heard anything yet about the DNA test?"

"No. Not yet, but I promise you will be the first to know the minute I do." Her eyes are full of excitement. I admire her. In love, married, and pregnant. I want that life.

"You should meet me for lunch today."

"That sounds good. See you at twelve?"

"Yep, see ya." Maybe the rest of the day won't be so slow.