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and set it on Arabella’s knee. Arabella covered it with her own, and if

Summer noticed the hand holding going on, she didn’t mention it even

once.

Chapter 15

June

Summer was the best time for walks in the park. June loved the park they

had their annual work barbeque in so much that she often walked there in

her free time. After the baseball date went better than she thought it would,

she wanted to do something lower key, more private and intimate,

something that was just the two of them. Something that wasn’t token or

cliché like dinner or a movie.

Arabella was more than glad to join her in the park after work and had

packed a change of clothes and sneakers so June could drive them there.

They both lived so far away from each other that it was the best

arrangement time wise. June would drop Arabella back off at the office

parking lot after so she could get her car.

June was so darn proud to have her hand curled in Arabella’s as they

walked through the park. They got a few stares from a few couples, but

nothing June would consider hostile. Some people just liked to take a

second glance, and that was okay. Arabella was smoking hot, so why

wouldn’t people want to check her out? She could barely keep her eyes off

her at work and not stare herself. They hadn’t told anyone they were dating

yet, and June tried to keep things low key, which involved not getting slack

jawed and drooling whenever Arabella was in the same room, but it was

hard.

“I was thinking,” Arabella said when they were about halfway around the

park. “I was thinking that maybe, if you’re up for it, you’d like to meet my

parents?”

June squeezed Arabella’s warm hand. She didn’t want to sound

dismissive or trite, but she was also worried about pacing. How fast was too