Sprinkled With Love

Chapter Seventeen: Holidays

    After working hard for the last month and a half, the bakery was finally coming back together. Just in time for Thanksgiving and Christmas, both Holidays that I knew were my busiest. Morgan  had returned to work 2 weeks after the whole incident, he could've gone back a few days sooner, but he wanted to make sure I got started on what I wanted to do. Since I had been so busy lately, we kind of hit a lull in our relationship, which I wasn't sure if it was good or bad. He had been busier then I and was picking up extra shifts at the Sheriff's department with everyone taking vacations, so I had only seen him 2 or 3 days  the whole time and even then it was when I needed help with the bakery. No dates, or sleepovers, and I was starting to miss him. I was definitely confused on where we stood. With the bakery reopening just a week away I was in a crunch to try and finish getting everything back into place. But since it was the weekend I decided to take a break, I think I deserved it. I planned on spending it binge watching tv and drinking, also probably eating a lot of junk food. I tried calling Jane to hang out but she already had other plans to spend time with Michael, her now boyfriend. They had been skirting that relationship line longer then Morgan and I so I was happy for them that they finally figured out what they wanted, but sad at the same time. I would've called Morgan but I was pretty sure he was on a double shift today, after talking to Tommy this morning after he called for a check in on me. So alone I was, I decided on a quick trip to town to pick up my snacks, and drinks for the weekend. Grabbing my purse and keys, I headed out going to the grocery store in town. I know I didn't look great in my sweats, Uggs and an oversized hoodie I had stolen from Morgan a while back, as I browsed the snack aisles of the store. I was dropping bags of chips into my cart when my phone rang, pulling it out the the pocket on my purse, Morgans name lit up my screen so I answered.

    "Hello?" I said holding the phone up to my ear then using my shoulder to hold it in place as I grabbed a bag of kettle popcorn off the shelf.

    "Hey baby, what are you doing today?" he asked. Whenever he called me baby it made me giddy, but now that I don't know our status it confused me, especially since the last time I saw him he called me by my name.

    "Well right now I'm at the grocery store stocking up on junk food and booze for my weekend in," I replied and pushed my cart out of the chip aisle and turned to head to the frozen section.

    "Well any chance you want some company?" His voice sounded hopeful.

    "Sure that would be nice, I asked Jane earlier but she said she was busy with Michael," I said. Oh sh*t I just pretty much admitted I hadn't thought about asking him first. Hopefully he didn't catch that.

    "Alright sounds good, I leave after my shower," He said, and I detected a bit of sadness in his voice, So maybe he did catch it.

    We both said goodbye and hung up. I smacked my forehead and then went to finish my shopping. It took me 15 more minutes to complete everything, including checking out. Pulling out onto the highway to head home as soon as I got everything settled in the trunk. I was pulling into the driveway when I saw Morgan get out of his trunk and go to sit on the porch. Even from here I could see a sad smile on his face, and I hated to think it was because of me.

    I pushed the garage door open and pulled in. Morgan entering in behind me. I got out of the trunk and opened the back door to grab the bags out. Morgan came over and grabbed the case of beer. We walked into the house in silence which was very odd because usually we start talking immediately. We had everything put away but the silence was still there.

    "What are we doing?" Morgan asked as he leaned on the kitchen islands countertop.

    "I don't know, we've both been so busy, you more then I," I managed to say after hesitating a few seconds.

    "I know that, but are we together? Not together?" He said a little more harshly this time. I looked up at him, I felt the tears pool up in the corners of my eyes.

    "I thought we were, or at least that's where I thought we were heading.." I said trying not to cry. Hearing how harsh his voice was scared me.

    "You thought we were?" He questioned and I nodded my head.

    "We haven't been out together since going to breakfast at the diner, and we have only seen each other 3 times in the last month and a half, I've been so confused," My head bent down, I felt my emotions drain and the tears start falling. "I don't even know your shift schedule, so I don't know when to call you and ask to see you."

    "You could text me?" He said acting like it was my job.

    "Or you could text me, a relationship is a two way street darlin' don't go putting this on me," I spat out a little. "What do you expect from me Morgan?" Now I was getting good and pissed. "We f***ed, you disappeared, I forgave, f***ed again, went to breakfast, you helped me through a tough situation, then it was like you disappeared all over again. You have had almost every opportunity to text me, you know I can only do so much right now while the construction goes on at the shop. You haven't even asked me on a date."