𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕𝕤// 𝔸 𝔾𝕚𝕝𝕓𝕖𝕣𝕥 𝔾𝕣𝕒𝕡𝕖 𝕊𝕥𝕠𝕣𝕪

Chapter 13

"Hey Gilbert, is this the right price?" I ask him showing him the price I had stapled onto pickles.

We were at Lamson's, working as usual.

Gilbert took the cleaning job as he sweeps from isle to isle while I put prices on the new product arrivals we received today.

He looks at the pickles and furrows his eyebrows.

"Hey boss" he calls out. "Is that the right price?" He asks him.

"That's right" Lamson says.

"Seems like it ought be more" Gilbert responds.

"Maybe at foodland" he says. "But we've always had a reasonable deal on pickles" he says to Gilbert.

Gilbert hands me the can back with a smile.

I go to take the can from him but he dodges my hand. I tried to get it again but he moved the cam away right before I could grab it.

He eventually just resorted to holding it over his head.

He laughs as I attempt to get the can of pickles back.I jump and try to reach it to no avail. I'm not short, Nope, he's just significantly taller than I am.

I pout and cross my arms.

"What'll it take for you to give me the damn pickles back?" I ask with a slight laugh.

He smiles mischievously and pretends to think "hmmm maybe a kiss?".

I smiled as I cup his face and give him a hard and passionate kiss. He grabs my waist with the hand that isn't holding the pickles as I put both my hands on his shoulders.

When we pull away he has a dreamy look on his face.

"That was a good one" he said giving me another peck on my lips.

I smile and swipe the can out of his hands as he's distracted. I move away from him and put the pickle can in the aisle it belongs in.

He goes up to me and hugs me from behind making me smile.

"Gilbert we're supposed to be working" I say laughing.

"Yeah Yeah" Gilbert says as he leaves small kisses along my neck making me shiver and giggle.

"Gilbert?" Lamson questions, walking into the isle and spotting us.

He smiles at us and says to Gilbert "you've got a delivery son, sounds urgent".

Me and Gilbert both falter.

"W-who's the delivery for?" Gilbert asks.

"Ms carver, why?" Lamson says.

"N-nothing" he says. He grabs my hand "c'mon Blair, lets go".

But mr Lamson stopped us "Blair's organizing and pricing the cans right now, this is a new shipment so there's a whole lot, she's gonna have to stay here and do them".

Gilbert freezes not knowing what to say to that.

I smile at mr Lamson "okay, Gilbert will give her the delivery" I say and mr Lamson nods and walks away.