Page 10 of Untamed Reunion

What if that was true and now it’s going to be the right time? How do I convince the person who I haven’t forgotten about after all these years that I’m still the right decision and she just has to trust me to take the leap?

I get up from my seat and head out the door. A breeze hits me as I start my walk home, and it reminds me of when we used to take our own walks together.

Is this a sign?

Chapter 9

Hazel

Tears stream down my face as I sit in the plush grass. The blades blow in the wind and brush against my skin. My legs are crossed and I have my face in my hands. Looking at the stone engraved with their names is a lot. I’m not able to do it most of the time, choosing to sit between them and face away from it. This conversation is important, though. I’m not sure I can do it without looking at them. If they were here, this wouldn’t be a ‘pass in the hall’ talk, but one that we would sit down for if I really wanted to. I’m trying to have that same sort of respect now.

I wipe under my eyes and blow out a breath, trying to gather enough courage.

Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale.

I repeat the words in my head, calming my erratic heart.

“Hey, Mom. Hey, Dad.” I lift my head and my heart cracks all over again. The flowers I had planted in front of each marker areblooming and vibrant. I’m glad they have something pretty in front of them to mark where they each lay.

“Well, you wouldn’t guess who’s back.” I look around at my surroundings to make sure no one can hear me. I know it’s not uncommon for people to come and talk to loved ones who have passed, but it feels awkward for me to talk into the void.

“Yeah, Callum. I know, it’s weird for me, too.” I wipe under my eyes again, collecting the tears before drying my finger on my skirt.

“We had coffee this morning. Well, we hung out at the harvest festival last night first, and then he bought me coffee this morning. He was always such a gentleman.” We definitely did more than hang out, my cheeks blush at the thought of his cock filling me, but my dead parents don’t need to know that much.

“I feel like I’m being drawn back towards him. It was really dark when you guys passed, and I pushed everyone away. I know that’s my fault, but what if now is the time? Do I go for this again? Or do I just accept that some things are just not meant to be and that just because my body has a reaction doesn't mean anything else should happen?” I blow out a breath and rub my temples.

“My initial reaction is to go for it. I mean I accepted a second date with him for Wednesday. I didn’t have any thought but yes when he asked me. That should be a sign, right?”

Of course, I know that I won’t get a response or a reaction, but as the wind whips my hair around, I can’t help but feel more at peace with the situation.

“I love you guys.” Tears fill my eyes, but I blink them back. “I miss you so damn much. It’s not the same without you.”

I place a kiss to my fingertips before touching them to each of the cold stones, get up and walk away.

Chapter 10

Callum

It’s like a first date all over again. My pulse is sky-high and I’ve put deodorant on for the umpteenth time. I have this big elaborate plan, now I just have to execute it. I have convinced her body that we’re good together, but now I have to convince her mind.

I busy myself with the finer details of building my own place. The one positive to owning your own construction company is getting shit done quickly. The house is almost finished, just needs approval and the interior done. Making decisions about wall color and countertops was never something I liked about building new homes. I like being able to make someone else’s dream a reality. Being able to watch something be built that was, at one point, just a vision is a cool concept. Maybe that’s something I can talk about with Hazel tonight.

I sit back in my makeshift office and scratch at my face thinking about all the possibilities of my life and where it could go. Maybe everything will end up great tonight and we can endup in one another’s arms. She can be with me to do the first real walk-through. We can christen each room like we’re supposed to.

My cock jumps at the thought, but I’m not trying to push her too far tonight. We went from one to one hundred last night without blinking, both of us tuning into our carnal urges before even taking the time to talk. It was so easy to roll back into the ways our bodies work together.

I look down at my watch and notice there are thirty minutes before I said I’d pick her up, which should be more than enough time to stop and get flowers beforehand. I head out the door and start my truck, letting the rumble from the engine slow my heart rate. Time to go get my kitten.

Sunflowers in hand, a fall staple and also her favorite, I walk up to her front porch. This is the most nervous I’ve ever been for a date and I’ve known this woman for years. I was just inside of her last night, and yet the butterflies are fluttering so hard that I feel like I’m going to puke. I’m ten minutes early, but I can wait if she’s not ready. I have big plans for tonight.

I pull my balls out of my back pocket and finally knock. It only takes a moment for her to answer the door and my breath gets caught in my throat yet again. She has half of her hair pulled back, leaving the blue pieces hanging in front. She’s wearing a pink dress that brings out the colors in her hair and eyes, matching perfectly.

“Hi,” I finally say.

“Hi,” she smiles at me. I trail her body from her feet to the top of her head, my mouth salivating. Fuck, she’s gorgeous and this dress does nothing to hide every God-given curve she has. Standing there like an idiot in a drunken stupor, her words finally break me out of it. “Are those for me?”

“Oh, fuck, yeah. Here you go.” I hand her the bouquet and she lifts them to her nose to smell them.

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