Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
I rub my chest. Her words make sense to my head, but my heart aches. Something isn’t right. I just can’t put my finger on it.
“I guess you’re right,” I murmur.
“Or… you can step off the plane and turn your phone back on. Give him one more call. We’ll wait.”
“Really, Cody? I don’t want to be a burden or cause trouble with your boss.”
“He’s cool. He’s big on family and you’re mine. So he’ll be happy to help out.”
“Thank you so much, Cody.”
I unbuckle my seat belt and rush for the door that’s still open. Once off the plane, I jog down the stairs as fast as I can. I need to hear his voice. I can’t fly away without hearing his voice.
I dial Trev’s phone and pray he answers me. We can fix things if we can talk. I know we can.
I bite my thumbnail as the line rings. Just when I think it’s going to go to voice mail, the line is picked up. I close my eyes and breathe.
“Hello, darlin’,” he croons.
“Trev,” I sigh.
Then the line drops. I look at the phone and frown. Did he hang up? Was the connection bad? I try to call him again, but it goes straight to voice mail.
I hang up without leaving a message. Then I try again and again. I get nothing.
“Excuse me, Miss Galveston. I’m sorry, but we’re preparing for takeoff. I’m going to need you to board the plane,” the private stewardess says from the top of the stairs.
I’m completely heartbroken. My shoulders sag as I head back to my seat. I fight the tears burning the backs of my eyes.
“Did you reach him?” Cody asks.
“Yes and no. The line dropped. Then it went to voice mail when I tried to call back. I think it’s really over,” I say as I fight not to sob.
Elise moves quickly to switch seats and sit next to me. I burst into tears the moment she pulls me into her arms. She tightens her arms around me.
“It’s all going to be okay,” she whispers.
I want to believe her, but something in my heart tells me that’s not true.
Trevor
I’m pushing this truck harder than I ever have. I need to get to her. Swallowing hard, I can’t help wondering how far I took things the other night.
I send up a prayer that Lynn will forgive me. Ducking to look out the windshield, I see the storm clouds rolling in. Big fat raindrops start to fall, causing me to curse.
I shrug it off. Nothing is going to keep me from catching that plane before it takes off. I press down harder on the gas, needing to get this thing to move.
My phone rings. I glance toward it, wondering if I should answer. Snatching it up, I see it’s Donna. Not in the mood to go back and forth with her, I toss the phone back down. However, it misses the cup holder and tumbles to the floor.
I bite out a curse and ignore the darn thing. I’m almost there. My heart races as I feel like I’m closing in on the only thing I want.
My phone begins to ring again. When I glance over, I see it’s not Donna this time. It’s Lynn. I grimace.
My gut tells me I can’t allow another of her calls to go without answering. Looking at the road ahead of me, the path is clear.
My arms are long, I should be able to snag the phone quick. Quickly, I fuss with my seat belt and lean over to grab it. I breathe a sigh of relief as my fingertips touch the device.
I grab it up and answer. “Hello, darlin’.” I can’t hold in the smile on my lips.
“Trev,” she breathes.
Just as I open my mouth to say something, bright blinding lights fill the cabin of the truck. I turn toward the light and my eyes go wide. It all happens so fast.
I drop the phone to grip the steering wheel, trying to avoid the collision. I know I’m too late. My body tenses for impact. The horn from the other truck blares.
“No,” I bellow.
I close my eyes as the truck slams into mine. My stomach feels like it’s about to pitch as my vehicle starts to roll. Glass shatters all around me.
The truck flips a few times before settling. My head is pounding and my body feels like I was run over by the truck and crushed. I groan and one thing passes through my lips before I black out.
“Lynn, baby, I love you.”
CHAPTER 46
Goodbye
Lynn
A month later…
I’m moving frantically around my new condo, which the label helped me secure. This place is over the top. I still can’t believe it’s mine. Three bedrooms, three baths, a gym, and everything state of the art.
Things have been going so well. I’ve finished my first album and all the songs have been approved and locked in. All the artwork has been finalized as well.