Pickin Wildflowers

Mazikeen pulled into Coal Ridge Transport and sighed heavily. Working Saturdays was starting to get to her. She looked at the empty parking lot. As usual, she was the first to arrive. Tyler was typically an hour late, and Chad typically wasn't too late. Mazikeen grabbed her purse and walked up to the door to unlock it. She was not ready for the day ahead. She still felt sick from yesterday when her blood sugar plummeted. She took her anger out on both Tyler and Chad, but also her extremely docile boss, Todd, which she felt terribly about. Sitting down at her desk, she sighed, trying to mentally prepare for the day ahead. She knew she needed to apologize to Tyler because he was like a brother, and they rarely fought, but when it came to Chad, she wasn't apologizing to that stinky pig for anything ever. As if on cue, the front door chimed, and in walked Tyler. Tyler was a tall cowboy type, brooding, goofy, and bald. Mazikeen was nervous to speak, but Tyler didn't give her a chance. He ignored her as he stepped into the office. He swiftly retrieved the bank deposit from the safe and was gone before she could speak. Within a few minutes, Chad came fumbling through the door. Mazikeen decided it was best if she just settled into her calls. As her fingers began to dance over the pink keyboard, Chad asked her, "Where's Tyler? "Is he late? She rolled her eyes and replied, "No, he's at the bank." Hopefully, he caught the annoyance in her voice. One by one, Mazikeen started her collection calls. While on the phone with a customer, she heard the front door chime, and she heard Tyler speak to Chad. As she hung up the phone, she heard the voice that had been haunting her dreams for the last week, Weston. She immediately pushed back from her desk and c****d her head to the side. "Best friend, what are you doing here?" Weston turned to her and said, "I work here now." She knew Todd had been talking to Darren lately about possibly transferring Weston, but last she heard, it had been put on hold; but nonetheless, she was excited. She loved having him around; her crush on him didn't help much. Tyler and Weston walked into the office to sit down. Mazikeen quickly turned to Tyler. "Hey, bub, I just wanted to apologize for yesterday. "My blood sugar crashed, and I didn't mean to take it out on you." He looked at her and laughed. "It's OK to be honest, I didn't know how we would be today." A sigh of relief washed over her. "As long as I eat, I'll be fine." Mazikeen turned back to her computer to finish her calls while Tyler went to finish the bank deposit. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Weston throw his hands up. She turned slightly. "What's up?" "Dude, it's freaking hot in here" he said, stepping outside the office. "Sorry, I'm always cold, so I keep my heater on," she replied, giggling. The morning dragged on as Mazikeen finished her calls, and Chad eventually left to go make some deliveries, thankfully. Tyler and Weston were sitting in the office, chit-chatting about the store and their boss, Todd, when Tyler turned to her, "Hey, we're going to be unloading the truck and putting some stuff together today. "Is that OK with you?" she responded, puzzled. "Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" Tyler rolled his eyes and looked at Weston. "I know you've been here before, but let me give you the unofficial tour," he said, standing up and walking into the showroom. After the unofficial tour, Mazikeen could hear Tyler talking to Weston about how lax Todd could be, so she stepped into the showroom. Tyler looked at Mazikeen and asked, "Isn't Todd super chill?" She giggled. "Most of the time... until he decides to throw a fit and toss things." Tyler rolled his eyes "Yeah, Todd can be a titty baby when we lack sales and s**t" Weston laughed "He sometimes throws things" "Oh fun" Weston laughed rolling his eyes "Do you think I could go get something to drink?" he asked Tyler "Sure, and Todd doesn't care unless you take more than 15 minutes then you have to clock out" "Ok cool, do y'all want anything?" "Nah, we're good," Tyler responded. As Weston left, they retreated into the office. Mazikeen was trying her best to contain her giddiness. She would never admit it, but she had the biggest crush on Weston, and she had been dreaming of the moment he would transfer over. A couple of months back, Weston came to their store to pick something up. It was extremely hot outside, and Weston was wearing jeans and a cut-off shirt. After helping him load everything up, they were just chit-chatting when Weston lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat from his brow, revealing a V that led to a little bit of black hair peeping out. She almost fainted at the sight. That's when she knew she was down bad for Weston Hale, and she couldn't help it. Mazikeen was lost in her dream of a sweaty Weston when the chime of the front door brought her back to reality. It was Weston. He walked into the office and set an energy drink down on her desk. "How the heck did you know IronBuck was my favorite?!" "I had a feeling," he replied, shrugging his shoulders. Tyler looked at her and shook his head. She sensed maybe he knew about her crush, but that was a secret she planned to take to her grave because, at the end of the day, Weston was married, and she wasn't about to be a homewrecker. "Let's go unload the truck shithead" Tyler said looking at Weston "Will you man the front while we do so?" "Yeah sure." She watched them walk outside towards the trucks. She sat down in her chair and tried to focus on some more calls. After the truck was unloaded, Weston sauntered into the office. "Do you mind if I take my lunch? "I'm excited to actually be able to go home and eat for the first time in a long time. She looked at the time and realized it was only noon. "Yeah, go ahead as long as Tyler doesn't care." he left to go ask Tyler. A few minutes later, she watched as his black challenger peeled out of the parking lot. Tyler walked into the office. "Dude, I think he's gonna work out just fine. He didn't complain once while unloading the truck, unlike Chad." She already knew this. That was partially why she campaigned so hard for his transfer. Weston was a workhorse, and they really needed that at this location. Now, if she could just keep her lustful, wondering eyes to herself, everything would be fine.