don't know, Austin..."
He braved moving towards her, noticing no slight movement of her stepping back as she normally did. "Sophie, there are probably a million baby spiders loose in your house right now. And you just said you couldn't go back in there. We have to kill them all. But I have to shower. I have to."
She sighed heavily in defeat. "Okay. I'll wait right here for you."
"Good." Austin looked at Axel. "Wait with Sophie, buddy. Keep her company."
She smiled at him, another glorious smile, as he walked to his house to clean the grotesque feeling of spiders inhabiting his body off.
***
Austin could smell the heavenly scent of Sophie, she stood so close to him. Ever since she ran into his arms fleeing the house, she had felt comfortable next to him than she had the entire time he had known her. Her frequent steps backward when he came near, or her subtle moving to the side to make space, familiar to him, seared in his brain as a normal part of who she is. He respected her space, knowing she felt uncomfortable, perhaps a little afraid as well.
When Emmett arrived to her house and put his hand out to greet her, Austin saw the hesitation to shake his hand. He knew Emmett saw it as well, but made no comment on the fact. Sophie had quickly shaken his hand out of politeness, then immediately stepped closer to Austin. He could get used to this. He liked having her near him.
"Austin, I'm not an exterminator. I own a landscaping business and sometimes administer pest control, but that's it," Emmett tried explaining.
"Okay, pest control. Go control the spiders. Trust me, I don't want Sophie's house here swarming with spiders. Do you?" Austin asked.
"Of course not. I still find it quite humorous you felt the need to shower. I can't wait to share that," Emmett said, laughing.
"Really, Emmett? Do we have to act like children and gossip?" Austin asked with annoyance.
"Hell, yeah. I can't wait to tell Gabe and Ethan about this. You tease and rip on us all the time. How about that time when Gabe got on the mechanical bull down in the Twin Cities and he went flying off breaking his nose? You couldn't stop for weeks teasing him about it. Spiders? That's just too funny not to laugh," Emmett said chuckling. He glanced at Sophie. "You were braver than Austin here. You at least killed a spider."
"Yes, well, I wouldn't have if I had known it was carrying a whole family inside it," Sophie replied softly, edging further by Austin.
"Very true. Look, I'll go in there, spray some chemicals, and try to kill as many as I can. It'll also help with prevention. I'll spray some around the outside of the house as well. I can't say it'll kill them all, but it'll help. That's the most I can do," Emmett replied, eyeing Austin with his brows raised sharply. "Because I'm not an exterminator."
"Yeah, yeah, I heard you the first time, Emmett. I swear if you tell your brothers, Gabe and Ethan, I will find something to damage you. Mark my word, Emmett," Austin said firmly.
"Not a chance, Austin. I'm even going to tell Zane," Emmett said, still laughing.
"You know, I appreciate your kindness, but I don't have the money to pay for something like this," Sophie quietly interrupted.
Austin turned towards her. "Don't worry, Sophie, Emmett's not charging you."
"No, I'm not. I'm charging Austin," Emmett replied with a smirk to Austin.
"Oh, no, I can't have that," Sophie said with a delicate cringe that somehow personified her beauty to Austin. Or could it be because she was trying to stick up for him?
"I don't mean literally charge him for the services, Sophie. A friend of Austin's is a friend of mine. Plus, he never asks me to do stuff like this, especially for a woman. You would be the first in that sense. But I'm thinking good seats to a Twins game, maybe," Emmett said as he looked at Austin.
"What does good seats mean?" Austin asked with a groan.
"Behind home plate, first row," Emmett replied slyly.
"Are you nuts? Do you know what those costs?"
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