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It was fine. I’m just on the run so will talk later
Me
Alright, talk later
I know she’s busy with her events business and it takes up most of her time. So it doesn’t surprise me she was pulled away early. I can’t say I’m not secretly glad about it. The less time she spends around Dr. Fuckface, the better. The guy gets my back up like no other, and I know he knows it. But I’ve had to resign myself to the fact she’s capable of running her own life, and I have to trust she knows what she’s doing even if I don’t like who she’s dating.
Am I going to confess my feelings for her? I’m on the fence because she deserves to know, but I don’t want to mess with her life, especially if she really is serious about this new guy.
I’ve got plenty to take my mind off shit at work anyway for the moment. Since the new brew is going ahead, I have to pull my finger out and get the design work finalized.
I know Georgia is working on it as we speak, along with the help of Celeste, so I know they’re going to come up with something brilliant and we can tweak it here and there if need be.
Once the first batch is ready in a couple of months, we’ll host a big, exclusive event in the tasting room. It’s big enough to have plenty of people there for our launch.
Georgia is already contacting the local newspaper and a few media outlets to invite them along once we’ve set a date. She’s asked Beau to contact his friend, Autumn, who’s also good friends with Eden, to come along and snap some photos for our social media, and do some new photos for the website which we’ll update soon.
I’m excited about it. It feels like it’s my new little baby in the business that I can nurture and watch grow and expand. It’s exciting times and adds a bit of new adventure into BBB, as well as into my life. I’ve always done things the way my dad and Gabriel want them, and put my heart and soul into being the best I can be, running the cellar proficiently and profitably. But this new venture feels fresh and new and ultimately a little freeing from the norm.
I have a quiet night when I get home, except I do my usual routine of checking on the horses in the field next to the barn. Old habits die hard, and the horses are my babies. Putting them into the stables for the night and feeding all the animals is a daily routine that I’m used to. I’ll take Bandit out for a ride on the weekend. Blake will probably want to come with me and take Sailor.
“How’s my baby Sawyer?” I croon. Giving my donkey a head scruff as I lead her into the stables for the night next to the horses.
She’s making good friends with the other animals and really getting used to her surroundings. She pushes her head into me and I laugh. “My, my, you’re coming out of your shell. Don’t tell Mandy, she might get jealous.”
Yeah, I talk to my animals too. It’s like therapy.
She rewards me with another head push. I love her to bits. I love all of them, but Sawyer is special.
But it’s glaringly obvious to me that something is missing… A special woman in my life. Someone to come home to at night and cuddle up with in bed.
I’ve known it for a while now. To have my woman to share my life with, to share all of this with would be the icing on the cake. A dream come true. Shit gets lonely on your own, you can only do that for so long.
I may seem all smiles on the outside, and it’s true; I’ve learned to really enjoy and appreciate life, but inside I know I want more. I know that I’m ready for it. To settle down.
And there’s a larger part of me that wants it with Eden. But do I go storming in and make her mad when she doesn’t feel the same way? Or do I just let sleeping dogs lie and not go there again? We couldn’t make it work twice before, why can we now?
A shot of bourbon or two when I get in the house should take the edge off everything floating around in my head… Maybe even some Moonshine. Now there’s a thought. I grin and make my way back inside; the idea that people all over the world could be drinking my new creation fills me with so much excitement.
A bourbon or three isn’t above me. Luckily I decanted some of the Tiramisu before I left for the day.
Relaxing back in my porch rocker with the sun going down seems like the place to be.
The next couple of days go by in a blur and I haven’t heard much from Eden. I assume she’s busy at work and I won’t see Blake until the weekend. That is until a text pops through on Friday afternoon.
Eden
Hey B. Blake has asked if she can have a sleepover tonight with your folks, I think Trinity is going over there too.
It’s not like she has to ask permission or anything, but we always like to tell each other what’s happening.
Me
Sounds fine. You okay?
Eden
I’m okay. I’ve just been swamped. Me and the girls are going to go out for some dinner tonight, a girls’ night
