Page 76 of Still Love You

"Apparently I can't control myself around him, so yeah, I'm sure it'll happen."

She laughs. "You spent all last year saying you were over him and now look at you. Back with Silas after a couple weeks."

"More like a day. But like I said, we're not really dating."

"Willow, sorry, but I have to go. I forgot I have an appointment with my golf coach. I was supposed to be there ten minutes ago. My dad's gonna kill me. This coach costs a fortune and you have to pay even if you don't show up."

"Okay, we'll talk later. Bye!"

I probably won't talk to Taylor again for a month. She told Lilly and me she'd try to stay in touch this summer but I think she's going to be too busy with all her workouts and time on the golf course. And if she starts secretly dating Luke, she'll be even busier.

Just as I'm about to set the phone down, it rings again. I feel a rush of excitement when I see it's Silas calling. How does he cause this reaction from a simple phone call?

"Hey. Are you on break?" I ask.

"Yeah. How's the label making going?"

"Slow. I keep changing the design."

"Why? What's wrong with it?"

"It's too plain. It looks homemade, not professional."

"They're homemade products, so why can't the label look homemade?"

"I want it to look homemade, but not too homemade. You know what I mean?"

"Not really."

"The ones I have now are colorful and cute but they're missing something." I pick up one of the labels I printed out. "Right now I have the type of soap it is and the farm's name and web address. That's it."

"Maybe you need a logo. That always makes things look professional."

"Yes, that's it!" I jump up, tossing the label aside. "The farm needs a logo. Not just for the labels, but in general. We always just print the name in this ugly font. An actual logo would be so much better. Silas you're a genius!"

"Um, okay. Thanks."

"But it'll cost thousands to get one designed. My parents won't go for that."

"Just do it yourself."

"I'm not good at art. But you are. Can you help me design something?"

"Sure, but I can't tonight. I have to study for that test tomorrow."

"Maybe we could do it Sunday." A surge of excitement hits me as I imagine what else we could do in addition to the logo. We could make the farm into a brand, give it a new image—a younger, fresher image. Something that would make customers seek us out. "Silas, you have no idea how much you have my brain going right now."

"Just your brain?" he asks in a flirty tone.

I laugh. "For now, yes. I'm sure you'll get other parts of me going when I see you. Are you coming over for dinner?"

"I can't. I promised Trent I'd go over and help him get stuff for the party tomorrow. We're going to his parents' house and loading up my truck with extra chairs and coolers."

"Then I guess I'll see you tomorrow."

"Yeah. I need to get back to work. Bye."

I thought he'd want to stop over tonight after he helps Trent, but maybe he's tired. He must be exhausted after working at the farm all week. I've never seen someone work so hard. I have to bring him lunch just so he'll take a break.

I'm bummed I won't see him tonight. And a little sad. If I feel this way after one night without him, how am I going to feel when I go back to school in the fall?

I'm not going to think about that. September is a long ways away.

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