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“I’m sorry I gave up. You’re right. I didn’t fight for Luna. But you need to know something else.”
“What’s that?” she asks, biting on her bottom lip. I take my thumb, forcing her to relieve pressure and run it over her lip, soothing it.
“It may have taken me a few more days, but I would have come back. I wouldn’t have stayed away, and I would fight for you, Junie.”
“I still don’t know how much I’m ready for, Ben.”
“Then we’ll go slow, and you’ll set the pace. I’ve been here for a year, Junie. I’m not about to go anywhere now, especially when I finally have you in my arms.”
“Shut up and kiss me, Sheriff,” she grumbles, leaning in toward me.
“Now there’s an order that I’ll gladly take,” I laugh, right before I claim her mouth again and I lose myself in our kiss.
Junie
“You having dinner with me tonight, Junie?”
I smile into my phone. It’s been one week of dating Ben and by dating, I mean ending up at his house or him at my house at least three nights a week. We eat dinner, we watch movies, and we curl up on the bed and sleep.
That’s it. Just sleep. Okay, there’s kissing, and a little heavy petting, but nothing else. If Ben is getting frustrated, it doesn’t show, and I’m getting pretty addicted to falling asleep in his arms.
“You told me you were on duty tonight,” I remind him.
“I am, but I get a dinner break, and I want to spend that with you, at my house.”
“Then, come by my house and eat.”
“No, I want you at my house,” he insists, his voice dropping down to signal that there are other people close to him.
“Ben, I’ve been going since four this morning, cleaning the bar and meeting with inspectors and shit. I’m dead on my feet.”
“I need you in my bed tonight, Junie.”
“You won’t even be there,” I mumble, shaking my head no, even if he can’t see me.
“But I can leave you tucked in bed, wearing my shirt. Then, I can go to work knowing you’re in my bed, and that will fucking make my night.”
“You’re insane, you know that?”
“Does that mean you’ll be at my house tonight?”
“I guess,” I respond, giving a big sigh like it’s the hardest choice I’ve ever had to make in my life. It’s not. It’s easy. After an explanation like that, there’s no way I’m going to say no.
“Good now if—”
“Hey, Ben? Can you hold on for a minute? That’s the bar calling. I just left there, so it must be important for them to call.”
“Go ahead, Baby.”
“I’ll be quick,” I promise and then click the button to put him on hold and answer the other call.
“What’s up?”
“Hey June, hate to bother you and all, but we were expecting that shipment of booze in tonight and it didn’t show,” Katie the manager I hired a while ago to help me responds to my greeting. She came with some great references, plus she worked at Elaine’s for ten years, so she knows the bar better than I do—and I own the joint now.
“Shit, did you call Holden’s?” I question, panic hitting me. A bar without liquor is a recipe for a disaster.
“Yeah, that’s the thing. Holden’s said you canceled your account with them three days ago.”
