at the sound of Carter’s voice. When I turned, I saw him walking toward me wearing shorts and a t-shirt. I’d never seen him so casual , and it took me aback. “I wasn’t expecting you today. I’m guessing it’s not a work call?”
He glanced down at his attire, smirking. “What makes you think that?”
I giggled. “Oh, I don’t know. You’re not wearing your usual khakis.”
“Am I that predictable?” He winked. “You got me. I don’t work weekends unless I have to.”
“Then what are you doing here?”
He shrugged. “Thought I’d stop by and give you the 411 on my plants.”
“And you couldn’t have called?” I cocked an eyebrow.
“I could have, but then I wouldn’t have been able to see your face.”
I froze. What was he saying? Suddenly I felt self-conscious about my dirty hair and face. I hadn’t even showered yet today. Thank god I’d brushed my teeth and put on clean clothes.
“When I did this.” He moved so fast I couldn’t even react. His hands ripped the hose out of my hands and water sprayed into my face. I sputtered and jumped backwards.
“What the hell?” Reaching up my hands, I frantically sluiced water from my face.
“You said you never had a water fight before.”
“Out of all the things I said, that’s what you remembered?” I spit water out of my mouth. Cool droplets of liquid dribbled down my face and neck.
“Trust me, I remember it all.” He laughed, bringing the hose up. His finger was poised on the spray nozzle. My heart kicked up speed, and I held my hands up to shield my body. “Are you going to make it that easy for me again?”
I squealed and dodged the next spray. Whirling around, I raced away from him, but a spray hit me in the back. He had it on the mist setting, though, so it didn’t hurt. His laughter trailed me as I ran faster.
“Do people really think this is fun?” I hollered as more water showered me. Shivering, I blocked the water with my upper arm.
“C’mon, you know you’re having the time of your life.” He yelled back to be heard over the loud spray of the water as he squirted the nozzle.
It cascaded down my arm as a grin broke out on my face. I was having the time of my life. Not that I would admit it to him. I ducked down, as a thought struck me. There was another hose on the other side of the yard. With determination I headed toward it. Bending down, I hid behind a row of rose bushes as I maneuvered my way across the yard. Still he got me a few times. My hair was soaked by the time I reached the other hose. It dripped down my back, drenching my shirt. Water beaded in my eyelashes, and I blinked profusely as I snatched the other hose up. When Carter caught up to me, I sprayed him right in the chest.
“Ah.” He pressed his palm to his heart like he’d been shot. “I’m hit.” Then he winked. “Nice move, Aspen.”
“You gonna make it easy for me again?” I used his own words against him. Holding the hose up, my fingers were poised over the nozzle.
He smile d before quickly turning around, but not before I pressed down on the spray nozzle, soaking him. However, he got me back by spraying me from over his shoulder. Water pelted me, drenching the front of my shirt. I glanced down at my purple v-neck, grateful I wasn’t wearing one of my white t-shirts. With all my might, I sprinted after him keeping my hose trained on him. He hopped behind a plant, and I couldn’t see him. But I knew he was there. I stealthily made my way over.
Carter jumped out from behind the bush, startling me. Water sprayed me in the legs. I shrieked and sprayed him back. Mud collected near my feet, the grass now sopping wet. I took a step, but my toe caught on a rock and I pitched forward , the hose slipping from my fingers. Carter’s arms came around me, breaking my fall. However, he was still holding the hose, so water shot up my face. I coughed as some got in my mouth and nose.
“Oh, sorry.” He dropped the hose, his arms still around
He glanced down at his attire, smirking. “What makes you think that?”
I giggled. “Oh, I don’t know. You’re not wearing your usual khakis.”
“Am I that predictable?” He winked. “You got me. I don’t work weekends unless I have to.”
“Then what are you doing here?”
He shrugged. “Thought I’d stop by and give you the 411 on my plants.”
“And you couldn’t have called?” I cocked an eyebrow.
“I could have, but then I wouldn’t have been able to see your face.”
I froze. What was he saying? Suddenly I felt self-conscious about my dirty hair and face. I hadn’t even showered yet today. Thank god I’d brushed my teeth and put on clean clothes.
“When I did this.” He moved so fast I couldn’t even react. His hands ripped the hose out of my hands and water sprayed into my face. I sputtered and jumped backwards.
“What the hell?” Reaching up my hands, I frantically sluiced water from my face.
“You said you never had a water fight before.”
“Out of all the things I said, that’s what you remembered?” I spit water out of my mouth. Cool droplets of liquid dribbled down my face and neck.
“Trust me, I remember it all.” He laughed, bringing the hose up. His finger was poised on the spray nozzle. My heart kicked up speed, and I held my hands up to shield my body. “Are you going to make it that easy for me again?”
I squealed and dodged the next spray. Whirling around, I raced away from him, but a spray hit me in the back. He had it on the mist setting, though, so it didn’t hurt. His laughter trailed me as I ran faster.
“Do people really think this is fun?” I hollered as more water showered me. Shivering, I blocked the water with my upper arm.
“C’mon, you know you’re having the time of your life.” He yelled back to be heard over the loud spray of the water as he squirted the nozzle.
It cascaded down my arm as a grin broke out on my face. I was having the time of my life. Not that I would admit it to him. I ducked down, as a thought struck me. There was another hose on the other side of the yard. With determination I headed toward it. Bending down, I hid behind a row of rose bushes as I maneuvered my way across the yard. Still he got me a few times. My hair was soaked by the time I reached the other hose. It dripped down my back, drenching my shirt. Water beaded in my eyelashes, and I blinked profusely as I snatched the other hose up. When Carter caught up to me, I sprayed him right in the chest.
“Ah.” He pressed his palm to his heart like he’d been shot. “I’m hit.” Then he winked. “Nice move, Aspen.”
“You gonna make it easy for me again?” I used his own words against him. Holding the hose up, my fingers were poised over the nozzle.
He smile d before quickly turning around, but not before I pressed down on the spray nozzle, soaking him. However, he got me back by spraying me from over his shoulder. Water pelted me, drenching the front of my shirt. I glanced down at my purple v-neck, grateful I wasn’t wearing one of my white t-shirts. With all my might, I sprinted after him keeping my hose trained on him. He hopped behind a plant, and I couldn’t see him. But I knew he was there. I stealthily made my way over.
Carter jumped out from behind the bush, startling me. Water sprayed me in the legs. I shrieked and sprayed him back. Mud collected near my feet, the grass now sopping wet. I took a step, but my toe caught on a rock and I pitched forward , the hose slipping from my fingers. Carter’s arms came around me, breaking my fall. However, he was still holding the hose, so water shot up my face. I coughed as some got in my mouth and nose.
“Oh, sorry.” He dropped the hose, his arms still around
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