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I honestly couldn’t even blame her when I’d been the asshole that burst into her room.
Right?
Shit, I wanted way more than to just eat her no matter how delicious she was.
5
Adrena
Part of me had thought maybe it was a dream. Finn had come storming in anddemandedhe be allowed to eat me out. Like seriously, that’s the kind of stuff I dream of, but then he made a deal with magic riding us to keep doing it.
And here I wanted to melt into the ground that he’d heard me masturbating every night. Not that I had to defend it, but it helped me sleep. And especially after using magic with my own emotions to make naughty infused jams—it got a witch a bit wound up.
But the next morning, he was up earlier than normal to help me, giving me a few looks here and there like he didn’t know how to handle what happened either. That was a sure sign it wasn’t a dream and as the real adult, I had to address the elephant in the room.
“It’s just fun, and take it as more of your education just in the bedroom,” I offered. “It doesn’t make us a couple. It makes us scratch our itches.” I chuckled. “Well, mine but yours eventually.”
“Alright,” he agreed, sounding like he wasn’t sure or that really wasn’t what he wanted to say.
I left it alone, having enough already going on.
We loaded up the van and headed back to the brewhouse where we had people coming to help us get everything. It took a while to load up, but they were getting paid for it, and I was giving them extra for gas so yeah, they were excited about the hours.
That might change when they saw how crazy the farmers markets got, and it would probably get worse as summer came closer as these were still the first weeks.
We trekked it over to the same one I was at last week—with a quick stop for coffee and breakfast sandwiches since we would need the fuel—and this time I felt at ease with the help.
Sarah arrived when we were wrapping up, agreeing to be the adult of the booth for me. She did that and I would get her all the juice and jams she wanted.
I hadn’t had time to try with the college kids yet, and having a high school student run the booth was a recipe for disaster no matter how good my new workers were. And they were so far.
Also, I’d realized that I didn’t want people using those plug-in swipers ontheirphones. That was another possible disaster. So I hurried and got a few of those mobile terminals made just for situations like mine where it was smarter not to just have the employee use their own phone. Meave said they worked great at conventions, so I felt like we could handle it.
“So you have help this time,” a voice said from behind me.
I turned to find the food truck guy from last week and realized I didn’t have to play off not remembering his name because I really didn’t know it. “Oh, hey, yeah, thanks for the help last time. I never got to try your food truck.”
He chuckled deeply like that was a pickup line and gave me a heated look. “Yeah, we’ll have to meet up again.”
I caught Finn’s head snap in our direction and his nostrils flare as he caught on probably, but I ignored it.
“Oh, I’ve more than got it this time, thanks. Sarah’s running the show here today, and I’m headed to the next market I’m starting today.”
“Oh, that’s great for you,” he said, not hiding his disappointment well as he slapped on a fake smile.
Really? I didn’t learn his name or ask for his number, but he really thought there would be a repeat and was waiting here for me?
Oh boy. Well, I didn’t want to start trouble, so I just smiled and thanked him for helping me set up last week, offering him a free jar for it. He gave me a not happy look and I just smiled, trying not to laugh.
Had he really thought he might get sex all summer for helping? Wow.
He took it before he made a scene and left.
“He was checking you out last week, even I saw it,” Sarah chuckled quietly.
I shrugged, not willing to focus on it or have it interrupt what was already a busy morning. I showed them how I set up and reminded them of prices. I had a variety, but jars were all the same price, six at a discount, and now the new sampler pack of all fourteen flavors for three bucks. And free pickles with purchase.
“I got this,” Robby promised as I started to go over how to cut fruit. “Alice went over it with me, she’s picked up the new shirts last night, and should be here shortly. One backing up the adult and two offering samples and fruit. We got it.”
