Owen had been lingering in the Serendipity Cafe for the better part of half an hour, nursing a cup of joe when Cecilia, the charming waitress with a glint of mischief in her eyes, nudged him to get a move on his workday.

He dragged his feet, secretly wishing for a torrential downpour to give him the excuse to play hooky. Unfortunately, as he escorted Cecilia back inside, the rain came to an abrupt halt.

"Cecilia, come on, see me off, will ya?" he pleaded with a grin.

She chuckled in response. "You don't know your way? It's just a few steps from the door. You really need me to walk you?"

Though she teased him, Cecilia turned around, heading back inside. Moments later, she emerged with a box of pastries, freshly baked by Basil, the cafe's renowned pastry chef. Tucking the box into a bag, she handed it to Owen. "You barely touched your breakfast rolls. I don't want you to starve, so here's a little something to tie you over."

"No charge, consider it a gift," she added with a wink.

Owen felt a warm buzz in his heart but couldn't resist a playful jab: "These are just for me, right? Not like those two boxes you gave to Ike Moore on the house."

He hadn't forgotten how Cecilia had once favored Ike with her generosity.

Cecilia's laughter filled the air. "Still clinging to that old story? You've got a heart smaller than a needle's eye. Now scoot, off to work with you!"

Yet, she couldn't resist walking him to his car.

As Owen reluctantly rolled down his window, he made one last request: "Cecilia, it's gonna be hours before I see you again. How about a couple of pecks to keep the longing at bay and spare me the pangs of lovesickness?"

mix of amusement and embarrassment. They were in the middle of the street, for goodness' sake, and he had the audacity to ask for a

her dignity, even if he

wouldn't indulge him in public, Owen was merely stirring the pot. He glanced at Jay and Rex, ensuring Cecilia would have their assistance whenever needed, before reluctantly rolling up his window and driving off. Soon after,

only then that Owen's entourage had been nearby all along. He was

Jay and Rex to

work, and a customer entered a woman dressed to the nines, her belly slightly protruding beneath a tight dress, her long hair flowing, and sunglasses perched on

bypassed the waitress and made

the woman asked, her tone suggesting

her guardedly. "May I ask who

pulled out a document from her stylish tote and

Cecilia asked,

medical report,

sure I follow. Why are you showing me your pregnancy test? Am I supposed to

the

"Cecilia, I'm pregnant, and your man is the

the playful

Owen? He must have just gotten back

Owen, who answered promptly. "Is

Owen, it's you who's in trouble," Jay murmured, trying to keep the situation under wraps. "It's a big

I'm perfectly

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