Chapter 104

June's POV

An assloadof baked goods later, we were headed to the storage place. Getting all my stuff out of that maze-like building and packing it into the back of my truck took a while, but we managed, and then we were driving toward the diner.

I hated that I still knew the way there.

And I despised the way Zed quieted as we drove there.

“Now you’re the one being quiet,” I pointed out lightly, as he parked in the lot.

“I figured you wanted some time to think.” He stepped out of the truck, shutting the door behind him, and reached my side just in time to take my hand and helped me out.

I thought it was sweet, the way he always came around to help me.

“I’m nervous,” I admitted to him.

He squeezed my hand lightly in response. I half expected him to say that he was there for me, but I think he knew as well as I did that what I was about to do, I needed to do on my own.

I did appreciate the moral support he’d offer sitting inside the