June

I grab my purse and walk out of the room immediately.

My God. What was I thinking? Did I really want to kiss his hand? Was I seriously having those unholy thoughts in front of my new boyfriend?

What a way to start a relationship, June.

I can’t believe myself.

The chill outside envelops me, and only then do I remember I left my shawl scarf inside.

Shit.

I turn back, but freeze when I see Chris.

"Hey, where’re you going too?" he asks, smiling.

My heart shatters. Look at him—so ...