“Emailing Bryce to set it up. I wanna see you as soon as I get off the plane.”
“You’re so damn spoiled.”
He laughed. “Yup, but I worked my ass off to be this spoiled.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, wait, Saturday I have something.”
“What?”
“It’s an event sponsored by the women’s shelter. It’s at a park not too far from the shelter.”
“What type of event?”
“It’s a day-long thing they have every year. This one is in memory of Anne Marie. I volunteered to help set up.” I paused, wondering how he’d respond to my next request. “I can bring a guest.”
“Are you asking me to come with you?”
“No, I was thinking of taking Richard Crawford. You think he’d agree?” I teased.
He shot me a deadly look. “I told you about playing with me, right?”
I couldn’t hold in my laughter.
“Yeah, I’ll be there. Now take your ass to sleep.”
I laughed some more. “Goodnight.”I love you.Those three words were on the tip of my tongue. Thank goodness I hadn’t said them aloud. I stared at my now darkened screen, grinning. I couldn’t wait for the next few days to speed by.
Chapter Nine
Chanel
“So, you two are good?” Gabby questioned as we stepped into the second-floor space of an empty building. This building had been on the list of prospects for her spa, and we were finally doing some inspections. I’d finished telling her about my feelings after speaking with Xavier the night before.
“I guess, we didjustget back together. But…”
“But what?”
“What if he decides to bounce again?”
“You need to work on your abandonment issues,” Gabby snarked, causing me to laugh.
“That’s what my appointments with Dr. Winston are for.”
“Yeah, and what does she say about it?”
“She says fear is normal, especially when you’ve been hurt in the past. But it’s my choice whether or not I give into that fear and blah blah blah, normal shrink stuff,” I finished, waving my hand in the air.
“It’s all true, though.”
“I know, it’s just easier said than done.”
“I get that.” She nodded as she looked around the space contemplatively.
“What are you thinking of this space? I think it’s big enough.”
“It’s big enough, and I like the dark oak wood floors.”
“But…?” The frown told me there was a “but” coming.
