“She’s available!” He hollers.
“Well, make a group chat and I’ll send the songs on there,” I say, placing my hat firmly back on my head.
“Hey, where you going?” Colter asks.
I smirk back at them.
“I’m going to catch me a Firefly,” I laugh out, moving quickly towards the bar door.
Hollers and “Yee-haw’s” follow me as I leave the building and jog towards my truck that’s parked at the far end of the bars parking lot.
Miss me all you like Firefly, I’m never going to be far enough away from you again.
I’m on my way.
Twenty-nine
Mabel
Leaning my head back, I take in a deep breath and completely take in my surroundings. I feel at peace.
Finally.
After all these years.
As I look out at my family’s land and the beauty that always looks straight back at me, I check my phone yet again.
I took the plunge and text Maverick on his boys night out, he gave me his number after our night in the field, and we’ve been talking on and off when I don’t see him, I try and keep alittle distance as I don’t want to smother him.
I’m still not a hundred percent sure what is going on with us, but anytime we’re alone around the ranch he’ll kiss me like he always would.
Asking me and Ellie on the date was definitely on some form of right direction with us.
Seeing that he’s not replied to my message, I place my phone back down on the table and pick my book back up, doing my best to concentrate on the page and not the underlying feeling of panic that he hasn’t replied to me yet.
Taking a sip of my wine as I read the same sentence for the third time, I place my bookmark to save my page and put the book back down.
There’s no point in attempting to read it.
The sun has long set and the star’s start to shine across the clear night.
Checking my phone yet again and seeing no message back I let out a huff. Maybe I should just go to bed and leave him to the boys night?
Ellie decided she wanted to stay over at the big house tonight so I’m home alone and my mind is going a million miles an hour.
I decide that it’s the better option leaning forward to stand up, taking my book and tightly tucking it under my arm. That’s when I hear the gravel moving and a truck coming towards the ranch.
My head snaps in the direction of the noise and sure enough I see a truck’s headlights lighting up the ranch’s long drive, coming straight towards me.
I squint my eyes to try and see whose truck it is. It won’t be my brother coming home as he has the other entrance to the property closer to his house. And as far as I’m aware, he has no reason to come in this way tonight.
Placing my book back down on the table, I walk to the edge of my porch in order to get a better look. The truck comes into better view as the flood lights shine off of the black ranger.
Maverick’s truck.
I let out a shaky breath through a smile that’s now creeping across my face at the sight of the truck.
That’s why he didn’t reply to my message.
