Haley asking for the name wasn’t the end of her interrogation, but I wouldn’t give up any more information. By the time I left dinner, I was more than ready to go home.
After saying goodbye to my mom, I walked out of the front door and started down the walkway. As I neared my car, I saw a familiar Maserati pull up in front of the driveway, and my brow furrowed.
Lucas slipped out of his car and looked at me. “What are you doing here?” I asked as I approached him.
“Gabe asked me to meet him. He said he sent you a message, too.”
“I left my phone in my car.”
We both glanced over at the sound of footsteps and saw Gabe walking across the street from his parents’ house. “Hey,” he said quietly.
“What’s going on?”
“Blake is coming home.”
“What, like for the weekend?” Lucas asked.
“No,” Gabe said, shaking his head. “For good.”
My brows dipped in confusion. “Doesn’t he still have three months in his contract?”
“He did,” Gabe replied. “But they gave him an honorable discharge.”
Chapter 43
I heldmy phone up and turned in a full circle, giving one last view of the finished lobby of the new Ashbourne Investments office.
“So…what did you think?”
“It looks amazing, Morgan,” Lucas said from the other side of the screen—I just finished walking through the building to show him via video call. “I can’t wait to see it in person.”
“And I can’t wait for you to come home!” Callie’s voice chimed in as she popped her head into view.
I smiled. “You and me both. Don’t get me wrong, Miami has been great, but I miss sleeping in my own bed.”
“I bet.” Callie chuckled. “When is your flight?”
“Noon on Saturday.”
“Perfect. You’ll be up for going out, right?”
“Yeah,” I answered.
“Good. Because we’re turning Saturday night out into a welcome home celebration with everyone.”
My heart stuttered. “Everyone?”
“Yeah, well, like the usual gang,” Callie said. “And Suzie said your first round will be on the house.”
I nodded. “Can’t wait…”
When I returned to my hotel later that afternoon, I grabbed my suitcases from the closet and started packing a little. I had one full day left in Miami, but tomorrow was pretty packed with going over final details with Brian, a meeting with Grace via video call, and Naomi and Marcelo taking me out for a goodbye dinner and drinks with their friends that night.
I found myself wishing it was Saturday already. I was ready to be home, but it was so much more than that now.
I wanted to see Wes.
I spent the last few weeks since my epiphany trying to figure out what the hell I was going to do. I’d spent so long ignoring what was right in front of my face that it took me a few more days to truly wrap my head around my feelings for Wes. Not justfeelings—this wasn’t just some schoolgirl crush.
