“Dylan and I started that way too.” Jasalie looks directly at me as she speaks. “Obviously, things turned out differently than the way we began. In a good way.”
I feel her words like a gale-force wind in my ears.
Things turned out differently than the way we began. In a good way.
Could they change for Michael and me too?
“If it’s meant to be, all will work out in due time,” Jasalie assures me. “Trust me.”
I swallow. I hope she’s right, but with the dream job of a lifetime sitting in my lap and Michael’s job thousands of miles away, a long-term relationship sounds awfully challenging.
“We’re going to Maine together for a couple of days,” I say. “If we can find a flight, we’re leaving this week.”
“I’ll have to ask my husband, but you may be able to take Dylan’s private plane there,” Jasalie says. “I remember him saying he needs to send his plane to the East Coast to pick up someone for his charity.”
“Are you serious?” I ask her. “I couldn’t possibly impose.”
“You won’t be.” She has her phone out now and is typing into it. “I’m asking him now.”
A minute later, she holds up her screen so I can see.
Absolutely. Tell Michael to call me.
“That’s so incredible.” I hug Jasalie. “Thank you so much.”
“I think you’ll have a good trip,” she tells me. “I’m pretty good at reading these things.”
“Me too,” says Jamie Beth. “You picked a good man, Emery.”
“Maybe you should date a Wild man too, JB,” Mia says with a sly glance at Jamie Beth. “I know a few Wild cowboys who are single.”
I turn to Jamie Beth. “Do you like one of the Wilds in particular?”
“No,” she says too quickly.
Mia smiles but doesn’t say anything.
“You know which Wild isn’t a darn unicorn?” Sophia says. “The one walking through the door right now.”
I turn my head to see Luke sauntering into the bar. He doesn’t notice us yet, but Sophia is burning a hole in the side of his head with her glare.
“You don’t like Luke?” I ask her.
“I wouldn’t say that.”
Leleila laughs. “Let’s just say Sophia and Luke got off on the wrong foot.”
Sophia waves a hand in the air. “Whatever. He spoke rudely of my mother once. I haven’t given him the time of day since.”
“Luke is a good guy,” Leleila says to her. “If you took the time to get to know him…”
Luke’s seen us now. I wave, and he tips his cowboy hat. Then Cooper and Chase crowd into the bar.
Followed by Michael.
As I watch him stroll into the room, everyone else fades away.
My lips curve into a smile as I admire his physique. He’s handsome and in great shape, of course, but what I’m most drawn to is his confidence.
