My Little Dove

Chapter 2

Dove's POV:

I woke up just like I did yesterday. To my alarm.

Intending to be on time, I woke up 30 minutes earlier.

I rushed to the little shop and get straight to work. I barely had any sleep last night and I was running on pure adrenaline.

"Dove" Darcy called

I look up to be faced with the boxer from the other day.

"You remember the order from yesterday?" He asks

I nod and pull out the medium cup. "I'll have the same thing"

"Ok. Would you like to put a name on the cup?"

"Sure"

I wait for him to give me a name and he stares at me back.

"You don't remember?"

"I'm sorry, no"

He looked like he was thinking about something. "I normally would say, James. But for you, angel face? Call me Bucky"

"So, you want Bucky on your cup?"

He laughs and nods. "You're an interesting girl, what's your name?"

"Dove Lavender"

"Pretty name for a pretty girl"

"Thank you" I smile

I hand him the coffee and go back to work.

He stands there. Completely baffled.

"I'm sorry, did you need something? Maybe a pastry?"

"Only if you have one with me"

"Oh, I'm sorry I can't. I have to work, you have a good day though"

"Your boss won't mind"

"I-"

He walks over to a table, sits down, and motions me over.

I gently scratched my arm. A reaction I often had when I was anxious.

I looked over at Mr. Dwight who reluctantly agreed to let me sit with him.

"Anything you prefer?"

I shake my head and he orders me a strawberry and cream cheese fitter, which I was extremely grateful for since I normally skipped breakfast.

"So, I have a question, my dear"

"Yes?"

"Do you wanna be my fiancé?"

My mouth falls open. "Your what?"

"My fake fiancé. I need attention to my name and if I get a fiancé or fiancée that would do the trick"

"That's...that's a question"

"I'll pay you 1,000 a week"

"That's way too much money"

"I'll give you even more. So what do you say?"

"I...that's weird"

"You want something of mine? I'll give you a down payment?"

"But, I don't know you"

"All you have to do is live in my house. You'll have your own room and everything. We won't touch, kiss, or be intimate unless we're on TV, of course, unless you say otherwise we can do that in private as well" He winks

"Intimate on TV?"

"I didn't mean it like that"

"Why did you choose me?"