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scamper around the basement floor.
She lost the war.
A loud scream belted from her lips as the sandal slipped from her fingers and she dashed back up the stairs.
Disgusting! Her skin crawled with unease as the impression of tiny spiders inhabiting her body consumed her, even though none had touched her. She didn't stop, but raced for the front door, yanking it open and fell right into Austin's arms.
"Sophie! Are you okay? What's wrong?" he asked, concerned, as he held her gently.
"Oh my, Austin. It's...it's a spider. In the basement," Sophie muttered as she breathed in his wonderful scent. He smelled of fresh outdoor air with a hint of farmness—a mingling taste of manure, hay and whatever else she assumed belonged on a farm. It should make him stink unpleasantly, but it only made him smell divine. As soon as the realization that she was in his arms pricked her senses, she stepped back.
***
He hid the disappointment when she stepped away. He had never gotten that close to her and it had instantly played hell on his body. She had felt so good pressed against his body, he almost kissed her.
"In the basement, you say. I'll kill it for you," he said as he winked and stepped inside the house.
She didn't stop him, so he took that as acceptance that he could enter the house. He walked towards the basement door, quickly walking down the stairs, feeling some of the boards loose under his feet. He made a note to grab more wood and bring it over. He had stopped by today with an old metal toolbox he found in the barn hidden away. He didn't know if she could do anything with it, but he saw some of the great things she created and knew she would think of something creative. He liked that about her—a lot. He needed to quit thinking about her day and night.
The laundry basket sat in the middle of the floor, immediately assuming she saw the spider near that area. Her sandal lay by its lonesome self and the guts of what looked like it was once a spider not far from the basket. Confused, he picked the sandal up and headed back upstairs. She already killed the spider. Why was she freaking out about it? He laughed inside, thinking, she probably was one of those types who felt bad after they killed a bug.
The front door was still open and Sophie stood in the yard instead of on the porch. "I have your sandal. It looks like you already killed the spider. Why didn't you tell me that?" he asked with a laugh.
"I did kill it. But you should put that down, Austin," Sophie said with alarm, eyeing her sandal.
He looked confused. "Why? It's a sandal."
"Yeah, but there could be baby spiders on it. Didn't you see the thousands of baby spiders that exploded out of the spider after I killed it? I can't go back in there. It's disgusting."
Austin jumped and threw the sandal down. "Why the hell didn't you say that to begin with?"
He looked down at his hand and saw a microscopic spider scurry across his thumb. "Ahh! Disgusting." He started swiping at his hand, then all over his body as if suddenly they were swarming him. He continued to make a fool of himself when he glanced over at Sophie to see her laughing and smiling like he had never seen before.
She had laughed lightly, given small glimpses of a smile here and there, but never anything like this. It personified her beauty like nothing else ever could. He loved her smile, and at that moment, didn't care it was his foolishness that was making her smile.
"Alright, miss funny pants. Let me shower and then we will call an exterminator," Austin said with a devious grin.
Sophie stopped smiling. "I don't have the money for that, Austin. And why do you need to shower?"
"Why? Are you kidding me! I walked out of the basement with the killer sandal and they could be—" Austin shook his body, "roaming all over my body right now. I have to wash them off. I'm not a fan of spiders. For you, I was willing to be the hero and kill it. Don't worry. It's my cousin Emmett. He won't charge you."
"Well, I
She lost the war.
A loud scream belted from her lips as the sandal slipped from her fingers and she dashed back up the stairs.
Disgusting! Her skin crawled with unease as the impression of tiny spiders inhabiting her body consumed her, even though none had touched her. She didn't stop, but raced for the front door, yanking it open and fell right into Austin's arms.
"Sophie! Are you okay? What's wrong?" he asked, concerned, as he held her gently.
"Oh my, Austin. It's...it's a spider. In the basement," Sophie muttered as she breathed in his wonderful scent. He smelled of fresh outdoor air with a hint of farmness—a mingling taste of manure, hay and whatever else she assumed belonged on a farm. It should make him stink unpleasantly, but it only made him smell divine. As soon as the realization that she was in his arms pricked her senses, she stepped back.
***
He hid the disappointment when she stepped away. He had never gotten that close to her and it had instantly played hell on his body. She had felt so good pressed against his body, he almost kissed her.
"In the basement, you say. I'll kill it for you," he said as he winked and stepped inside the house.
She didn't stop him, so he took that as acceptance that he could enter the house. He walked towards the basement door, quickly walking down the stairs, feeling some of the boards loose under his feet. He made a note to grab more wood and bring it over. He had stopped by today with an old metal toolbox he found in the barn hidden away. He didn't know if she could do anything with it, but he saw some of the great things she created and knew she would think of something creative. He liked that about her—a lot. He needed to quit thinking about her day and night.
The laundry basket sat in the middle of the floor, immediately assuming she saw the spider near that area. Her sandal lay by its lonesome self and the guts of what looked like it was once a spider not far from the basket. Confused, he picked the sandal up and headed back upstairs. She already killed the spider. Why was she freaking out about it? He laughed inside, thinking, she probably was one of those types who felt bad after they killed a bug.
The front door was still open and Sophie stood in the yard instead of on the porch. "I have your sandal. It looks like you already killed the spider. Why didn't you tell me that?" he asked with a laugh.
"I did kill it. But you should put that down, Austin," Sophie said with alarm, eyeing her sandal.
He looked confused. "Why? It's a sandal."
"Yeah, but there could be baby spiders on it. Didn't you see the thousands of baby spiders that exploded out of the spider after I killed it? I can't go back in there. It's disgusting."
Austin jumped and threw the sandal down. "Why the hell didn't you say that to begin with?"
He looked down at his hand and saw a microscopic spider scurry across his thumb. "Ahh! Disgusting." He started swiping at his hand, then all over his body as if suddenly they were swarming him. He continued to make a fool of himself when he glanced over at Sophie to see her laughing and smiling like he had never seen before.
She had laughed lightly, given small glimpses of a smile here and there, but never anything like this. It personified her beauty like nothing else ever could. He loved her smile, and at that moment, didn't care it was his foolishness that was making her smile.
"Alright, miss funny pants. Let me shower and then we will call an exterminator," Austin said with a devious grin.
Sophie stopped smiling. "I don't have the money for that, Austin. And why do you need to shower?"
"Why? Are you kidding me! I walked out of the basement with the killer sandal and they could be—" Austin shook his body, "roaming all over my body right now. I have to wash them off. I'm not a fan of spiders. For you, I was willing to be the hero and kill it. Don't worry. It's my cousin Emmett. He won't charge you."
"Well, I
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