Untamed Reunion

Chapter 11

Hazel

I ’m not sure how I’m supposed to go about my day-to-day life when my thoughts are occupied by none other than him .

When I’m packing orders, I think about him.

When I answer emails, my thoughts are consumed by him.

He invited me to meet him tomorrow for another night at the harvest festival and I get wet every time I think about it. I can’t deny my feelings anymore. I know that he’s who I want, he’s who I need.

I decide to blast some Post Malone, he’s always what I need to clear my mind. Callum’s cock is infiltrating every thought and I have work to do. Businesses don’t run themselves and if I have any hope to meet up with Daphne later, this has to be taken care of.

Designs are printing out while I press shirts to prepare them, and I have others going with designs on them. Once they’re done, I quality-check each one and put them into clear bags with their packing slip. I stack them up so I can go through and put them all into mailers to ship.

There are pros and cons to owning your own business, especially as a person who has a hard time balancing their work and life. I’m trying to do better about it and make sure I get some self-care in.

I keep pushing through orders, belting out every word that comes through the portable speaker that I have set up when it dings.

I check my phone and see I got a text from him.

I’m excited for tomorrow.

Me too :)

Are we still good for 5:30?

Yeah, of course!

Any suggestions for a costume?

I think about what I’m going to go as, and a thought comes to mind.

Something scary ;)

Scary? Like Ghostface?

Mhm ;) So spooky…

I’ll be the kitten.

Done. Don’t tempt me.

I chuckle, it’s always been so fun to mess with him and right now is no different. I put my phone back down so I can finish everything up. The thought of that big burly man in a Ghostface mask does something to me that I can’t describe. I’m all hot and bothered by it, itching with anticipation. I bite my lip and smirk to myself thinking of all the possibilities of how tomorrow night will unfold.

Wrapping up the last bit of the work I was doing, I jump in the car and head over to pick Daphne up.

“Hey girl,” she hollers as she jumps into my car.

“Heyyyy,” I holler back.

“Okay, spill the fucking beans. I haven’t really had the chance to talk to you since last Saturday and I know something happened.”

Heat licks up my chest and onto my face. “I- I don’t know what you’re talking about. What happened?”

“Don’t even play stupid with me. What happened with you and Callum?”

I eye her as I pull into a spot at the local nail salon. We both get out of the car, walk into the salon, and get seated in the massage chairs so we can both get pedicures. I’m hoping that with all the other distractions, she forgets about it. I decide to pick blue, while Daphne chooses pink. I kick my feet lightly in the water while the balls on the chair dig into the sore muscles along my back. My eyes flutter closed, and I groan as it works its way up and down.

“I’m still waiting,” Daphne quips. My eyes shoot open and I stare at her.

“Okay, so something might have happened.”

She squeals and I try to shoosh her, looking around at all of the eyes we’ve possibly attracted, but to my surprise, no one is looking.

“Oh my gosh! I fucking knew it. Did you guys like, ya know,”

“Maybeeee,”

“Girl! Oh em gee! How are you feeling? How does he feel? Did you miss him?”

“I feel great, he’s being as sweet as ever, and yeah, I did. I mean, I do. I mean…” I trail off trying to find the perfect wording. “I didn’t realize how much I missed him until I saw him again. Of course, I always thought about him, who wouldn’t? I knew he was my soulmate but everything with my parents made it feel impossible.”

“So, what are you thinking?”

“I think I want to do this again. We had another date on Wednesday,” her shrieks have me pausing again and trying to shush her. “As I was saying, we had another date, and fuck, it was amazing. He got me flowers to start and then we got dinner, went to a movie, got ice cream and he walked me to the door.”

“Aweeee,” she coos.

“I know, and then he asked to kiss me. Like legit asked for permission.”

“What a gentleman.”

“I know, and we’re going back to go to the harvest festival tomorrow. We’re going to dress up again, and probably try out some more of the mazes or something. I’m not sure, either way, I’m excited for more spiked cider and more time with him. Plus, he said he wanted to show me the new property he bought.”

“Sounds like you have it figured out then.”

“Yeah, I think I do. I really think I want to try again.”

We drift into another conversation as our girls' day continues. Daphne stuck around no matter what, even when I was the worst person in the world to be around. She held my hand at my parent’s funeral and was the first person by my side when I pulled myself out of the dark hole. I love her viscerally, she’ll forever be my person.

Hopefully, he’ll be my person too.