nine
She does snore.
But it’s more of a cute kitten purr.
But I’ll keep that little detail to myself.
Tucked away safely where I keep everything else I’ve memorized about my Daisy girl.
ten
After dressing Daisy inmy oversized clothes and baseball cap, I was satisfied she was incognito enough for us to leave my home and head into town.
“This is ridiculous. No one will be looking for me around here. We’re basically in Montana at this rate.”
I give her an unimpressed look. “Remind me to pick up a map for you to study while I’m at the store.”
“Luke, look at me.” She stretches her arms wide, showing off the clothes that basically swallow her whole. “I look insane. I can’t walk into the store like this.”
“I know,” I smirk. “I can pop into a store and grab a few more things for you to wear while you’re hiding out in my truck. How’s a week’s worth sound?”
She attempts a little growl. “A week? Are you out of your mind? It’s not like you can take a vacation at the beginning of theseason,Coach, so that you can keep me in the Monarchs’ version of the witness protection program.”
Try me, I think to myself.
“Our previous game faced delays due to weather. Unprecedented major snowstorms in the Midwest have thrown us off schedule, so I don’t have a game till next Saturday. Which would make our stay at my cabin…” I wave at her.
“A week,” she grumbles, but she fails to hide her smile as she does.
“Exactly.” I tap her nose. “Besides, even if you already had a full wardrobe, I think it’s safest for you to stay in the car while I grab whatever we need.”
“But how will you know—”
“Oh, how little faith you have in me, sweet Daisy.” I pull out my noise-canceling headphones while I nod at her phone. “We’ll be on the phone the entire time. Not sure there’s enough of a signal for a video chat, but if there is, I can turn it on and show you what they have at the market. It’s not big by any means, but I’m sure we can get the basics.”
“You seem awfully excited about playing secret agent, so I guess I’ll play along.” She sighs dramatically.
“Good sport. Now let’s head over to the garage. I moved my truck in there in case we got hit with some unexpected rain,” I lie as I look out into the clear blue skies.
I think it’s best if Daisy avoids a certain part of my property.
Because if Daisy walks out my front door and actually pays attention to what’s out there this time, she’ll know that lying about my feelings is what I’ve been doing since the moment I agreed to be her friend.
I never thought that clothes shopping for a woman could be so torturous.
But when Daisy shyly whispered the fact that she was currently going commando and needed more underwear, I nearly ran the truck off the road.
I parked away from the main entrance and strode inside the women’s section of a store that I figured would have everything she needed. I had a cart full of bras and panties for her by the time she called to bashfully give me her sizes.
I looked down and grinned at my selection, because I didn’t need her to tell me she was a C-cup or that she typically wore size medium or large panties. I’ve spent enough time studying the curves of her chest and hips to know.
I grabbed soft T-shirts and the stretchiest leggings and shorts I could find. Cozy oversized cardigans and fuzzy socks. If she lets me have a say in it, then gone are the days where Daisy will have to feel uncomfortable in anything she wears.
A saleswoman tries to come over to help, but I grunt and shake my head. I’ve forgotten how chatty I can be when I’m around Daisy. But that shuts down immediately when I’m around others. It’s something only she seems to bring out in me, and I’m perfectly fine with keeping it that way.
When I’m satisfied with the haul, I pay and make my way to the car.
Daisy is staring at her phone when I open the back seat of my truck. “Jesus Christ, did you rob the place? That is way more than a week’s worth.”
