Page 15 of Rejected Broken Mate

"Demonstrations?" I asked, "You sure you didn't hear wrong?"

She shook her head. "Nope, that's what I heard, and I'm going to bet you guys will get a lot of donations this year. Word is traveling fast, and I've heard a ton of people are coming."

I'd have to ask Laura about that. I knew about the bouncy castles and how she was talking about asking a bunch of businesses to join us and set up stands at the firehouse. She set a goal for us to hit twenty thousand dollars, which I thought was optimistic.

"You need anything else?" she asked.

I looked around again and shook my head. "Nope, that will be enough."

I took the bag and turned when my eyes caught on Laura standing at the honey station a few feet away. She was wearing a loose sundress that was orange and yellow. She wore a wide-brimmed hat, hair falling loosely over her shoulder.

I internally moaned as I had a perfect view of her ass. I took a deep breath in, trying not to stare. My wolf, on the other hand, wasn't as calm—a low growl built.

"You're staring," Patty said, and I could hear the smirk in her voice.

"Shut up," I grumbled, glancing at her.

Patty was smiling. "You look a little red. Got a crush on her?"

If only. A crush would be simple. What I had was much worse. She was everywhere, and when I went home, she was in my dreams. I was pretty sure I was going to need to see a doctor with the amount my fucking dick hurt.

I took a deep breath in and headed across the space towards Laura.

"I'll take a jar," she said, pulling a hand up to adjust her hat.

"Fancy seeing you here," I said, which made her turn around quickly. Her eyes widened as she spotted me, and they quickly went down and up, examining me.

She smirked. "What does your shirt say?"

I looked down at my shirt and made a face, forgetting what I was wearing. "It says this is my market shirt."

She snorted. "Where did you buy that?"

I rubbed at my neck. "I bought it last year from Fred…he runs a clothing store and puts up a stand every once in a while."

She smirked, clearly amused. "Nice, really blends you in."

I was a little embarrassed, but I only wore it when I was here, which was every other Saturday.

"You find what you need?" I asked, looking into her basket. She had a cartoon of eggs, some cheese, and honey.

"Yeah, I'm actually really surprised by how big this place is for the size of this town."

"We have people from other towns that travel," I explained. "This is actually pretty small compared to other Saturdays."

She nodded her head, handing the cash over to the man.

"What else are you looking for?" I asked as she turned back to me.

"Not sure. I haven't been here yet, so I thought I would see what everyone had to offer."

"Well, I can certainly show you what's good," I said, smiling. "There is a stand that sells peaches, and they’re pretty good."

She thought about it for a moment before she nodded. "Sure, why not."

We walked around, and I explained who worked what stand and who sold what. Everyone was in a good mood and had good products to sell.

"You seem to know everyone," she said as she swung her basket onto her shoulder.

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