“So maybe he was trying to push her away instead of pulling her closer?”
Rowan collapsed against the chair. “Maybe.”
“And maybe he was set up?” Adalynn hinted.
“But why? That doesn’t make any sense.” She shook her head.
“Does an asshole need a reason to pinch off pieces of shit?”
She gaped at her sister. “Does Mama know you talk like that?”
Adalynn grinned. “I’m a perfect lady in the street. Now in the—”
Rowan held up a hand. “Please don’t finish that.”
She winked, then grew somber. “Do you love him?”
“Yes,” she said. “I’ve always loved him.”
“Then you need to give him a chance to explain.”
“Do you think he’s going to give me a chance to give him a chance?”
“Stupid. For. You. Yes, he’s going to give you a chance.”
“What if…?”
“Don’t create a problem that doesn’t exist. If it turns out to be something other than a huge misunderstanding, and I don’t think it is, then you can do what if.”
Rowan looked at her watch. “Do you think it’s too early to call?”
“One, quit trying to find excuses. Two, get your happy butt in the car and drive back to Nashville. How long of a drive was it?”
“About four and a half hours.”
“Well, if you leave now, you should get there early afternoon, even if you have to stop to pee and get gas.”
Rowan pushed up. “I’ll go before I leave.”
“I’ll get you snacks for the road.”
She grabbed her phone from her purse on the way and powered it up. Ten minutes later, she tossed her suitcase into the back seat of the rental.
Déjà vu set in at the number of text messages she had. Seventy-six texts in twenty-four hours—the majority of them from Luke.
She couldn’t read them all and really the last couple were the most important.
Luke: Please let me know you’re okay.
Luke: I’m going to make this right.
Shoot. Shoot. Shoot.What did that mean? She pressed the phone icon next to his number and raised the phone to her ear.
“You’ve reached Luke. Leave a message.”
She groaned while she waited for the beep. “Luke, it’s me. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. I’ll be there soon. Please call me back when you get this. I—” It wasn’t the time to tell him she loved him. “Please.”
Hoping his phone was off and he wasn’t ignoring her call, she also sent a text for him to call her back.
