Page 19 of Entangled With You

“Even me?” asked Hayley.

Zach chuckled and left the room.

She laughed, “He’s glad to have me here, I’m so much more fun than Michael. He just doesn’t want to pick sides.”

7 - KAITLYN

“This is a marvel.”

“What, this?” I sprayed a small mountain of shaving foam in the palm of my hand. I was sitting on the counter with my feet in the sink, slathering my leg with shaving lotion.

Magnus stood beside me with shaving lotion on his jaw. “Aye, and the... what did ye call it?”

“The razor?” I rinsed it under the stream of water from the sink and inspected it. “It is kind of amazing, see the tiny blades imbedded in there?”

He ran his own razor down his cheek, rinsed it, and clinked it against the side of the sink. “Tis sharp yet daena cut the skin.”

I pulled my razor smoothly up the inside of my calf to my knee and gave it some extra twists there. “True, I never thought much about it. I pay less than $10 a month for new ones to be delivered.”

He squinted at me, like he was considering, his hand paused halfway down the next section of his cheek. “Somewhere in the world there are men building these blades?“

“There’s a factory, yes.”

“Then they arrive here — how dost they send them?”

I rinsed my blade and ran it up the outside of my leg. “Through the mail, or wait, you probably want all the nitty-gritty. A man, or woman, picks up a box of blades from the factory, puts it in a truck, and drives it to the airport. The box is loaded on an airplane and flown to our airport, where it’s loaded onto another truck, taken to the post office, sorted with all our other mail, and put in a smaller truck. Have you seen our mailman’s truck?”

“I daena ken I have noticed it.”

“Well our mailman drives it up our street and puts it in our mailbox.”

“The box outside?” He lifted his chin and shaved around under his jaw.

I said, “Then Emma goes out and gets the box from the mailbox and voila — we have razors. You missed a spot right there.” I pointed to a place close to his ear.

He grinned. “Ye missed a spot right there.” He plunged his hand between my legs and tickled me right on the edge of my panties. They were cherry red. Because he liked them.

“Very funny.” I swirled another mound of lotion in my palm and slathered up the next leg.

He was finishing up his jawline. “And the white cream comes from an airplane too?”

I thought for a moment. “Probably. But it was delivered to a store and we bought it there because I forgot to order it through the mail.”

He picked up the can, investigated it and pushed the button to release some into his palm. “What is the magic tae this then?”

“That is air, a little air capsule, and it mixes with the liquid to come out as foam, you know, I don’t know one hundred percent so it is a little magic, I guess.”

He rubbed the foam on the inside of my thigh, groaned happily, then washed his hands in the sink. He leaned against the counter. “Zach is takin’ me tae get some supplies for when we go back in time.”

“And I’ll be with Emma for our all day spa treatments. Phew, we’re busy aren’t we?”

“Aye, but the good kind. We will do everythin’ tae get tae this, Kaitlyn, from now on.”

8 - KAITLYN

Isat on our bed watching Magnus get dressed. “So you guys are really going to take Zach to a strip club?”

“Aye, his brother has planned it.”