Visiting Jim every day during his lunch break had become such a regular routine for her. She couldn't remember when they had even started this ritual. Sometime when they had first started dating, perhaps? She didn't know. Nor did she care. This was one of the highlights of her day. A span of time meant only for the two of them. No responsibilities, no worries.

Just a couple of BLTs, soda pops, and each other in the temporarily closed bike shop. Who knew engine grease could easily be such a turn on?

"Jim?" Katniss called out as she entered the shop, closing the door behind her and remembering to lock it. She brushed a stray strand of dark hair out of her face and walked further in. "I brought your favorite."