So like I said, that was that. No more Ben.
I was about to turn off my light and go to bed, then I stopped.
No.
I knew I should be grateful that I’d had a dream romance with Ben and just accept that it was over, but I didn’t want to.
Call me greedy, but I wanted more.
More travel adventures with him.
More cuddles in bed.
More kisses.
More sex.
More love.
If this really was a fairy tale, the heroine wouldn’t just give up without a fight, right?
Okay, maybe she would’ve waited for the man to come riding in on his white horse or something.
But things were different now. I didn’t have to wait for the man to make the move. I could do it myself.
At least if he rejected me and told me that even after all this time apart he still felt the same and didn’t want a relationship, then I’d know that I’d done everything possible and I could live without regrets.
Ben was right when he said I was already doing well. I believed in myself. I’d been part of the team that had helped make the library a success.
I’d come up with great concepts and ideas that helped not just to raise awareness of the library but to attract paying customers.
Those viral videos had already brought in a shitload of online sales.
I had value.
I was worthy.
I was Sarah Freaking Jeffries.
I wanted to spend the rest of my life with Ben Eaves.
And I hoped he felt the same.
So,no. I wasn’t going to sit here crying.
It was too late to call or catch a flight anywhere now, but tomorrow, I’d find out where Ben was and tell him exactly that.
There was a chance that he’d tell me to sod off.
But there was also a chance that he’d take me in his arms and tell me he’d made a mistake and wanted forever too.
And that was the positive thought I kept in my mind as I closed my laptop, turned off the light and went to sleep with a new sense of determination and fire in my belly.
74
BEN
Why oh why was it that whenever you were in a hurry there were always so many delays and cancellations?
