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Brooklyn
There’s definitely a lot to think about after Eden and I talked, and we ain’t going to get it all solved in one day. Baby steps.
“It was a great afternoon,” Eden says before she gets ready to head home with Noodle and Blake. We’ve been back out to the stables while Blake was doing her homework to put all the riding gear away. “I kinda forgot how much fun horse riding is.”
“Well, you know where to find one, any time,” I say. “And thanks for the picnic. I forgot how you’re the sandwich queen.”
She smiles. “Any time.”
“You feeling okay?” I ask.
“I’m good, Brook. Thanks again for looking after me last night. I’m still a little embarrassed.”
“Don’t be.”
“It’s not often I get loose like that.”
“You don’t have to tell me that. Maybe it’s a good thing to let your hair down once in a while.”
“I think it was retaliation over Kirk.”
Hearing his name again hits me like a football to the chest. She got drunk over him after all.
It kind of smacks me back into reality. She probably only kissed me in the moment over that too. Of course she did.
She was probably over me years ago. And having a familiar face there when she needed it was probably pretty comforting. She knows I’d never hurt her.
“The guy’s a dick, but I’m sorry you got hurt. Let me know if he bothers you again.”
“And you’ll what, Brookie?” She pokes me in the ribs.
I smile and step back, barely dodging her. “I’ll make him wish he’d never laid eyes on you.”
“Well that’s very sweet of you. But I’m sure I won’t be hearing from him again.”
“Good.” I sling an arm around her as I walk back to the house, trying to keep it light.
“You let me know if he does.”
I finish up early the next day in the cellar since I’ve been bottling from the crack of dawn. Not only are we focusing on the extra batches for our export demand, but there’s my new blend as well.
The fact we age the bottles over time, and constantly keep up the process, should mean we never run out of supply. That’s the theory anyway. It’s Jarrod’s job to keep me informed about stock levels and I check with our dispatch team who work closely with Beau, when he’s not in his office dealing with a mountain of accounts and paperwork.
Beau and I head into town after work as we both need to grab some groceries.
“How are things after the weekend?” he asks me on the way. I haven’t had a chance to talk to any of the guys about me leaving Moose’s carrying Eden. I’m sure it’s all over town by now, that’s probably why she’s not showing her face around much this week.
“Things are a little complicated,” I say.
“Was Eden okay?”
“She was fine, she was upset about Kirk. She finally broke up with the jerk.”
He glances at me. “That’s good news then, right?”
“It’s excellent news that he’s gone, don’t get me wrong. But I don’t like that she was hurt in the process. I could break that fucker’s neck.”
“Oh, that doesn’t sound good.”
