“If you learn of an event this year, then you must go.Understand?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
Right then, Merla sits up straight and looks at her watch.
“Goodness!Fleur and I have dinner reservations.We must go.”
“Oh, okay.”I say, standing, unsure if that was all a tea leaf reading was supposed to be.
Refusing payment, the violet-blue eyed eccentric rushes me out of the shop and I hear a bolt being locked behind me.
What the hell was that?
Walking to the lot where I parked my car, I mull over what just happened.It didn’t seem like very much, that’s for sure.But, at least I didn’t pay for it, so I guess it’s no biggie.
Crossing the street, the rich smells wafting from Sea Glass Cafe meet my nose and my stomach immediately growls.Remembering their award-winning vegan clam chowder, I decide that dinner there is a must before I go home.Opening the door, a flier in the front window catches my eye.There’s a Yule event tomorrow.When Merla made that rushed comment, I didn’t even think about how tomorrow is the winter solstice.I take a picture of the flier with my phone and head inside to the delicious smells of comfort and goodness.
Walking into the great hall,I am impressed at how beautiful and magical everything looks.I have been here for the police department's pancake breakfasts, and this place is normally boring and plain.But not today.Twinkling lights everywhere I look, dark colors of green, red, purple, black, and an almost limitless number of interesting looking tables of wares.
Hot cider in hand, I take my time perusing the various tables.I have already seen several interesting things I may want to purchase, but I promised myself to look at everything before taking out my wallet.Plus, even though yesterday with Merla was rushed and weird, I told myself to give what she said a real shot.It can’t hurt, at least.
Standing at a jewelry table, I hear a light airy laugh from across the room.It surprises me, given how nosey the place is, so I look up to see who made it.Immediately, my eyes fall upon a stunningly beautiful woman.
If I had to guess, this goddess is a witch, based on her table and clothing.Her graying-black hair is in braids and up in an elaborate bun on top of her head.The woman’s gold earrings sparkle next to her rich brown skin and I can see her smile clearly from where I stand.
She is a curvy knockout.And I need to be in her presence.
4
Ophelia
Ihit my selling goal just after lunchtime, so the rest will be gravy.This past year was tough, sewing all of these outfits, but clearly worth my time.And it looks like I will hustle less and sew more in the new year, at the rate I am going.
Ursula closes her table for a half hour so that she can walk around and give her hands a rest.Twenty minutes into her break, she rushes over to me, her eyes wide and wild.
“Ophelia!Oh my lord, Ophelia!”
Laughing as she tackles me, I say, “What?Woman, I am 45.I am not meant to be tackled.”
“I just saw a minotaur!”She breathes into my ear, so that my customers can’t hear her.
“Really?Where?”
Ursula looks around and shrugs.
“You’ll totally see him.He’s impossible to miss.And he’s fricken fine.Dayum.”
That doesn’t surprise me.I have always found minotaurs incredibly sexy, but haven’t seen one in years.
“Okay, I guess I should open my table back up.”
Ursula returns to her setup as I help a customer choose one of my rainbow vests.The man is hilarious and keeps making me laugh.After he buys two vests and walks away, I catch sight of the massive minotaur across the room at Selwyn’s booth.I audibly gasp and my pussy throbs for his attention.
Whoa, Ophelia, what the hell, woman?
I study him from afar as he checks out the next table.He looks to be at least 7 feet tall, with light tan skin.Although he’s wearing a jacket, I can tell the man is built.His broad shoulders look like he could take down an entire football team with one hit.And his ass.Damn, that man’s ass is tight in those jeans.I bet I could bounce a penny off of his bare butt.
For a moment, I swear he steals a look at me, then glances away.My entire body feels like I have been draped in fire.Before I contemplate why I am reacting like this to a stranger, a couple comes over to ask me a question about my hand sewn purses.After several minutes of going through them, they end up buying ten for their granddaughters as Christmas gifts.Thanking them, I watch them walk away and suddenly notice a mammoth figure in the corner of my eye.
