Sweet Dandelion by Micalea Smeltzer

Author:Micalea Smeltzer [Smeltzer, Micalea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-21T16:00:00+00:00

Sage drops me off at the condo. He has to return to work after a call he received on our way back. I could tell he was pissed, but he didn’t tell them to shove it. Instead, he fell into place like a good little minion.

I enter the empty space like usual, turning on lights as I go.

Hating the eerie silence more than usual, I put my music on and grab a change of clothes, padding across the hall to the bathroom.

Turning the water on, I wait for it to steam the room before I slip out of my dirty clothes and toss them in the nearly full hamper. Since Sage had to go back to work, I might as well do the laundry once I’m out.

Anything to keep me busy and my mind distracted.

I step into the glass-enclosed shower, letting the spray drench my body and hair. Standing beneath the rain shower head I watch the water swirl down the drain. Flexing my toes, painted a hot pink color called Flusher Blusher, my thoughts drift to Mr. Taylor.

Lachlan.

As hard as I’m trying, he’s Lachlan to me.

I pushed him away today out of self-preservation, but I still feel like an asshole. I could’ve been nicer, he was only trying to help me and get me to talk, but I needed him to hurt as much as I was.

The hot water cascades around me, quickly pruning my fingers. As much as I want to stay in here for an hour, I know that’s not the best idea. I reach for my peach scented shampoo, squirting some in my hand before lathering it into my hair. It isn’t long before the suds are swirling down the drain and I’m conditioning my hair. While the conditioner is sitting on my hair, I grab my yellow loofah and slather it with my body wash. I thoroughly scrub every inch of my body, trying to wash away the icky feeling of today, but it doesn’t take me long to realize nothing is going to do the trick.

Rinsing my hair and body, I step out, wrapping a fluffy towel around me.

My wet skin and hair drips onto the rug in front of the sink, but I’m the only one who uses this bathroom so it won’t matter if it gets damp.

Wiping the condensation from the mirror I lean forward, poking at the skin beneath my eyes and my cheeks. I look exhausted and I know the combination of today’s news with my already little sleep has done a number on me. If I’m lucky I might doze off before Sage gets home.

I blow my hair dry a little bit so it won’t be dripping wet down my back and change into the clothes I brought in here with me. Stifling a yawn, I grab the laundry basket and carry it to the small laundry room offset from the kitchen. I load up my clothes and start the cycle, moving Sage’s clothes from the dryer to a basket, setting it in his room.

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