Fire Always Burns by Lakes Krista

Author:Lakes, Krista [Lakes, Krista]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-02-24T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Planes flew overhead, dropping red smoke to combat the black rising from the forest. Trees went up, burning like torches, lighting the sky. Thick black smoke rose, cutting into the blue sky like an evil sword, the sky losing ground the murky haze. The flames screamed and grew larger, trying to reach the sun. Ash rained down from the sky like rain, settling like soft snow on the burnt ground.

"Holly, you're the short shift so you're on restock. Aisle three," my boss called out to me as I walked in the store. I grinned as I hung my coat in the break-room and clocked in. I didn't particularly like restock, but I hadn't been able to get that stupid grin off my face since I met Andrew at the library.

I felt like I was keeping a wonderful secret. Like a kid who knows that they got their friend a perfect birthday present, I just wanted to spill the beans to everyone. I wanted to shout it on the street that Andrew Miller and I were a couple. Every time I thought about Andrew, I felt my body explode with happiness. Nothing, not even restock, was going to bring me down today.

I put my apron on and headed towards a mass of shopping carts filled with soup cans, ready to be shelved. It didn't take long for me to find a rhythm, my mind on Andrew, and I filled the shelves quickly.

"Hey Gorgeous," Andrew's voice whispered in my ear. I turned with a smile, wondering if my thoughts had called him to me. He grabbed my waist, and kissed me. I kissed him back, wanting more before remembering I was at work. I broke away, glancing around, nervous someone might see us.

"You are going to get me in trouble," I hissed, but I couldn't get the smile off my face. "I'm supposed to be working!"

He let me go, and pretended to look at the canned soup. "I just couldn't stay away. Working, huh? What kind of soup would you recommend then?"

I giggled, and kept stacking, "You are incorrigible. But I like it. I recommend the chicken noodle."

"Mmm, chicken noodle, good for the soul. I know something else good for the soul," he grinned wickedly as he tried to catch me again. I wiggled just out of his reach, poking my head out of the aisle and looking around.

"You are going to get us caught! My manager is one aisle over," I whispered, trying to frown at him. He put his hands up in mock defeat, leaning against his cart.

"Fine, I'll let you be. For now," he said as he looked me up and down. "I just can't help it. It's like this has just been bottled up inside of me for so long I can't contain it."

"Me too. I get off in an hour. You want to meet up?" I asked as I started stacking the cans again.

"Hell yes," he whispered, his eyes burning into me. I bit my lip and focused on the cans, trying not to admire the way his arms bulged in his shirt.

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