Jane’s POV( Three years back)
I had just finished drying my hair when the doorbell rang. Fully expecting another missionary of some type but hoping I was wrong, I pulled on my terrycloth robe and padded barefoot to the door. Placing my eye to the peephole, I was greeted by my friend Adonis looking back with one of his silly grins. Smiling myself, I pulled open the door. This was a few years back when I still had not landed my job at the Fox Studios.
"Adonis, what are you doing here this morning?"
"I brought breakfast," he said, holding up a white paper bag and two paper cups. "Coffee, muffins, and fresh strawberries from the Farmers' Market."
I pushed open the screen door. "But you don't drink coffee."
Adonis stepped through the doorway and wrapped his arms around me in our familia
