Chapter Two
Brady rode shotgun in Owen’s plumbing van, like he did every day, as they parked in front of Molly’s Diner, taking the last spot on the busy street. It was lunchtime, and the diner was as busy as usual.
He spotted Cassie through the window, and it was the same every time: His heartbeat kicked up and time stood still.
“Okay, Romeo, go in and ask her, or are you going to sit out here and stare, all starry eyed?” Owen said. The van was no longer running, and Owen opened his door. He was going to follow him in, something he’d never done. Brady just stared at him for another second as Owen slid out, reaching for his dark blue hoodie, which had seen better days.
“I can’t believe you’re doing this,” Brady said. “You know my love life is just that, mine. I’m feeling very much as if
