Ellis the Selkie: Part Three (special preview)

Was it a dream? It was too good a conversation to have been real. Right? I must have been dreaming about it. But when I check my phone, I see everything there. Every word that I could remember was there as clear as day. The pictures too. Such lovely pictures.

I fell back in bed, rereading everything with a giddy excitement. It had probably been the best conversation of my life. Now all I had to do was wait for Ellis to text. I felt so anxious about it, I wanted to just sit and wait but I knew it would drive me crazy if I did. I decided to keep busy until then, turning the volume all the way up just to be sure the message wasn’t missed. I got coffee then changed the sheets on my bed.

As I was getting a laundry basket together, my phone chimed. I dropped the basket and dashed to my phone on the table.

“I only just got up. I’m afraid I didn’t sleep much.”

A pit grew in my stomach, worried she might have to cancel. “That’s okay, take your time. I’m just doing chores until you want to come over.”

“It’s not horrible, I overslept more than usual. I’ll be over soon, just gotta get going.”

“Okay. I’m still very excited.” I then look at what I’m wearing. I only slapped on some shorts in order to do chores. I decided to change and freshen up before she got there. After stripping down I put on some body spray. I wanted to smell good, so if we ended up cuddling or something my scent would stick with her. A trick I learned from a movie ages ago that always stuck with me for some reason. I put on cute shorts, since Ellis said she liked my legs. I also popped on my favorite top, since it seemed casual enough but had a really cute heart shaped window at the chest. I struggled with the idea of putting on makeup, wondering if I should remain casual. The call of eyeliner was too strong though, so I had on my usual cat eye.

Then as I was attempting to gather up my laundry basket again, the doorbell rang. I hopped up and answered the intercom. “Hello?”

“It’s me,” Ellis’s voice made my knees go weak. “Can I come up?”

I hit the button for the lock. “Please!”

I unlocked my door and waited excitedly for her to knock. I fidgeted in place, stroking my hair then wondering if I should have done something with it. Then she knocked. I opened the door, trying to keep from slamming it in my face.

“Howdy!” I said breathlessly.

Ellis had a caution smile on. “You really do say that.”

I beamed, so happy to finally see her in person again. “I do! Come in.” I stepped aside to let her in. She was wearing all black again, save for the white lace on her shirt. “You look really nice.”

“Thanks,” she said shyly. She set a handled box on the table. “A friend once described my fashion sense as a Victorian ghost who had an emo phase,” she chuckled unsurely, looking nervous as she stood there.

I wanted to make her feel welcome and comfortable, but I also wanted to kiss her so bad. “What’d you bring?” I distracted by motioning to the box.

“Coffee and fancy parfait fruit things. I wanted to get donuts but figured I would impress you by getting something healthy.” Her cheeks turned bright pink. “I didn’t know if you had eaten anything.”

“Not yet, I usually just have coffee until I get hungry. Not healthy or impressive,” I laughed.

Ellis pulled cups out from inside the box, setting them on the table. “I do that too.”

I came up beside her, gently placing my hand upon her back as I reached over to pick up a coffee. I felt her body tense under my touch while she also moved to lean further into it. “This smells good. Do you want cream or anything?”

“You smell good,” she muttered under her breath.