Natasha slipped into her shoes quickly, as she is running late for class. Pushed the button to lock the door, she ran to the bus stop as the bus pulled up around the corner. She fixed her hair as the door of the bus slid open sideways, stepped on, she smiled, took a glance at the driver's seat, and realized it was Doug, the driver she has known since High school in the spot. The doors slammed shut as the bus began to move.

"Oh my lord!" Natasha squealed in happiness, went in to hug the benign driver, "I never thought my day would start with awesomeness! So great to see you!"

"Same for me too, my dear!" Natasha adored the old driver's laugh, as he returned the hug with only one arm, while the other hand was controlling the wheel, "So good to see you, now I can finally give you hugs for real instead of through emails." Natasha chuckled at what he said.

The usual thirty minute trip to university seemed to fly by as she was talking to Doug on the way. Knowing him for almost seven years, Doug is like a grandpa to her, where she really never had one. Always so kind, with a lovely smile that surrounded by his big white beard, yet strict(He once lectured the entire bus on how properly stop at a stop sign after passing by an accident site). Waving goodbye to the dear driver with a wide smile, she entered the lobby of the university.

Tuesday's classes were boring as hell, the only thing she looked forward to was her tutoring with Lina, her student for Russian. She hurried with her packing and rushed out of the class to catch her 11:30 bus home, which should leave her time to prep teaching material and eat lunch before taking the 3:20pm bus to her student's house.

3:20pm.

Okay. Confession. There was another thing she looked forward to on every Tuesday.

It's Steve.

That's the name of the 3:20pm bus driver(she managed to get it out from through Doug without raising any suspicions), seeing him was delight of every of her boring Tuesday as well.

Neatly styled golden hair, chiseled nose, ample lips, and well-toned body under that uniform left her breathless; veins on his forearm popped whenever he turned the large steering wheel made her swallow hard; his deep voice weaken her knees whenever he greets to a passenger. The only mystery Natasha hadn't solve was what colour his eyes were, since he always had his sunglasses on when she was picked up. Not once she had saw him without them(she blames the bright sun and pure white snow for it).

Taking out her phone, 15:19pm on the screen, Natasha bit her bottom lip, straighten out her neck and on her tippy toes, she was able to catch a glimpse of the blue colour of the bus from the other side of the park, turned and headed towards her stop. Clutched tightly into her backpack straps, her palms were moisten, Natasha silently cursed, but still kept a cool face even though her brain is practically a mush right now.

"Hey, Ma'am, aren't you hopping on?"

Upon hearing the familiar voice, the bus in front of her, the doors were wide opened, and he was there. Sitting in the driver's seat, sunglasses on, brows furrowed, and his stern tone made her apologized at the same time as she quickly hopped onto the almost filled bus, which meant she had to stand right beside him due to the lack of space. Natasha lowered her head and quietly let a out a groan to the awkward situation.

"It's okay. We all got stuff that bothers us."

Well, it's you that bothers me. Natasha couldn't help to roll her eyes backward. 'Cause I can't get you out of my head every time I see you.

"What did you just say, ma'am?" Steve pulled up to the stop, turned his head towards Natasha.

"Oh! Um...Nothing! Sorry, it's a habit of an only child, I mumble a lot, to myself." Natasha licked her lips, embarrassed but relieved that he probably didn't hear what she said due to the loud high schoolers on the bus.

"Alright..."

Natasha heard a little hesitation from his voice, but she didn't pay much attention since she is too caught up on the embarrassment, but when he pulled up to her stop, she remembered to turn and give him the biggest smile she got, though that she could surprises him when she said,

"Thank you, Steve."

But Steve just smiled, and he surprised her before he closed the door and took off.

"Have a great day, Natasha."