“A classic,” I agree. “My colors are blush and bashful.”
She snickers. “And no one is allowed to die at the end.”
“Absolutely not. That movie wrecked me,” I admit.
By the time we get to discussing the book, the hair stylist has already sent her assistant to the mobile bookstore to see if they have any extra copies so they can read them as well.
“It’s a great series. I love the first one,Forever To Me. Walker is so hot,” Carly says, fanning herself. I love a musician romance.”
“Definitely a good series. I can’t wait to read Cami’s story next inWild As Her.”
Bryn, our stylist, sighs. “I’m going to have to just order the whole series. You ladies have me convinced. I love small-town romance books. And hot ranchers? Say less. I want to move to Bridger Falls.”
“You look so beautiful, Silvie. From the inside out. It’s no wonder my son is wildly in love with you,” Carly says with a smile.
I pretend not to get emotional about that. I don’t know if Cal loves me. Too soon for that. Or ever. But I’m pretty much head over heels for him, just not ready to admit that to his mom before I admit it to him.
“It’s a good thing I’m equally as obsessed,” I joke.
I feel lighter than I have in weeks and love that we can do this together.
Before long, our hair is done, makeup perfect, and we’re sitting in her front chairs by the window. Cal pulls up out front and hops out, pulling bags from the trunk.
I sit up. “I forgot to bring you books!”
Carly laughs and glances over at her still overflowing bookshelves. “Honey, I think I’m good for a while.”
Cal steps inside, and his eyes land on us. “Wow. You two look beautiful.”
“Hi, to you too.” I laugh.
“You like our hair and makeup?” Carly says, flipping her freshly blown-out, styled hair similar to mine.
He crosses the room in three long strides, grabs my hand, and pulls me outside before I can process what’s happening.
“Cal,” I protest and glance back in Carly’s direction. She’s smirking.
The second we’re on the porch, and he shuts the door, he cups my face and kisses me like he’s been thinking about it all day.
I melt into him. His hands roam my face, and he breathes me in. “You look so gorgeous.”
“Why are you acting like a caveman right now?” I laugh.
He smiles at me proudly and kisses my nose. “You’re pretty great. You know that?”
Heat spreads through my chest. “You’re pretty great yourself.”
“You’re good to my mom,” he murmurs and kisses me again. “That means a lot to me.”
“Yeah, well, she’s not hard to love,” I admit.
That gets me another smile. He laces his fingers through mine. “You ready for New York?”
I squeeze his hand. “Yeah. I did a little makeover. Wilby says he has a power suit for me.”
We head inside and spend time with Carly. She knows we’re going to New York, and is excited for us.
“I want to hear all about it and take pictures of your old stomping grounds!”
