Page 53 of Buried Dreams

I wrap my arms around her. “Good morning.” I kiss the top of her head, and she just mumbles.

We’ve been waking up with each other for the past four nights. Coming home after we finish work and then fucking, eating, and then lying together. Last night we both crashed at eight, maybe it was even seven thirty. The alarm softly wakes us up at two thirty, which gives me thirty minutes to get her to her house.

“I can’t wait until the bakery is done, and I can start at five instead of three,” she mumbles, and I kiss her shoulder.

“Soon, baby,” I say, and she nods as she pulls herself off my dick.

“I’m going to go and get cleaned up.” She gets off my bed and I watch her walk to the bathroom. Getting out of bed myself, I follow her. She pins her hair up on her head as she turns on the shower and steps in.

I watch her as I grab a facecloth to clean off my dick and then grab my boxers. “I’m getting Saige tonight,” I remind her, and she looks over at me as she lathers herself in my body wash.

“Oh, you must be excited,” she replies, rinsing herself off.

“Yeah, I miss her when she isn’t here.”

She shuts off the water and then walks out, grabbing the white towel she hung up last night, making me feel off about her not using it until next week. “What are your plans?”

“Pizza and a movie tonight,” I say. She smiles at me, but I feel like the smile is just to get me to think she’s okay.

“That sounds like a perfect night.” She wraps the towel around her before she walks out of the room. I walk out, and she’s already dressed.

I am feeling bittersweet about getting Saige and then not sliding into bed with Everleigh. “I’ll be ready in two,” I say as I grab the shorts from the floor that I tossed after getting into bed with her. I slide them on and the T-shirt that she slipped into after taking a shower.

We walk out, more quiet than usual. When I pull up to her house, she leans over. “Have a good day,” she says softly, kissing me lightly on the lips before reaching for the door handle and getting out of the truck.

I watch her walk inside the house and head back to mine, sliding into bed and smelling her all around me. I drift off to sleep with the alarm set for six thirty so I can be at the shop by seven and help her unload. It’s something I’ve been doing also, just to make sure everyone knows she’s with me.

I pull up to the shop at the same time as Harmony gets there with her box of cakes. Everleigh steps out of the truck wearing acid-washed jean shorts with a loose white tank top that is tucked in. Her hair is piled on top of her head in a messy bun. She smiles and shares a laugh with Harmony as I walk over to them.

“Morning, ladies,” I greet them, and Harmony smiles at me.

“Morning, Brock,” she replies. After the first morning, she’s not that shocked to see me. “I’ll see you later,” she tells Everleigh before walking away.

“Did you unload the car?” I ask, and she shakes her head. “I’ll go get them.”

I help unload the car and watch her place the plastic bins to the side before she hands me a cup of coffee. “There you go, good sir,” she jokes, and I smile.

“Have a good day,” I say, leaning and kissing her. “I’ll call you later.”

She nods and someone comes to the truck, so I don’t have a chance to ask her if she is okay before I walk away. All day long, I feel a heaviness on me, and when I leave at three thirty to go get Saige, the truck is closed.

I pull up her number.

Me: Was going to drop by and say hello.

Getting into the truck, my phone buzzes.

Everleigh: They wiped me out. I had nothing left to sell. I think I might make fifty more donuts for Monday and see if they sell out.

Me: I have no doubt.

Everleigh: Good answer.

I put the phone down and make my way to the school. Waiting by the fence, I watch the door and see Saige run out. “Daddy!” She runs to me, waving her arms all around.

I catch her in my arms and lift her, kissing her neck. “Hey, baby girl.” I turn and walk to the truck with my arms wrapped around her and her laughing since my beard tickles her neck.

“Daddy.” She tries to push me off, and I finally let her go when we get to the truck.

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