After a few moments with his boss, Bowie headed out to where Roxanne was waiting by the truck. He smiled as he looked her over helpless to do otherwise.
She was simply the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. He was not great with words, but he appreciated the vision she made standing there in her new parka and boots with her hair whipping wildly around her. The wind was blowing cold and the sky had turned almost a blinding white. Snow was coming.
His brief conversation with Daniel was eye opening. The older man seemed to know a thing or two about how Bowie felt. It had been disarming to hear his feelings laid out by another person. Especially one who was technically his boss.
"So, when are you going to tell her?" Daniel asked.
"Tell her what?"
"That she is your mate."
"Boss, I- wa
