Page 79 of Choosing You

She wasn’t stupid. She knew what he was referring to. “I am,” she said confidently. “I have no idea if he’s going to fully get it, but I know I’ll feel better getting it off my chest.”

“I hope it all goes exactly the way you want it to.” He paused. “So…do you have a moving date yet?”

“I had given my landlord two weeks, and I think it’s going to take almost that time to get packed and organized. I’m hoping either my dad or one of my brothers will drive the moving truck and I can just follow in my car. Let’s aim for two weeks.”

“Okay. I wish it were sooner, but I think I can hold on for that long,” he teased. “Is there anything I can do to help?”

“You know I’m bringing some of my own furniture, right? There are just some pieces that I really don’t want to part with. It might be a little tight in your house for a while.”

“We can put some stuff in storage—and I’m including mine in that statement, so don’t worry.”

“Thank you. I appreciate that.”

“So…um…if you quit your job tomorrow, and you’re not bringing all your stuff, maybe you don’t have to wait the two weeks? Maybe you can be here sooner?”

“Will?”

“Hmm?”

“I have a lot to do to pack up all my things. You’re going to be busy and working, so let’s just let it be, okay?”

He huffed dramatically. “Fine.”

She chuckled and could almost picture him pouting like a child. “In a few weeks, we won’t have to worry about this at all. Won’t that be worth it?”

“Maybe.”

“Okay, Mr. Grouch, I’m going to go do some packing. Tonight’s task is going through my clothes. Moving is a great excuse to clean out my closet.”

“If you find something you could use for a naughty nurse costume…”

“I thought we let that idea go,” she said with a laugh.

“Never,” he said firmly. “Just thinking of you dressed like that…”

“I’m hanging up now!”

“Okay, okay…go pack. I love you.”

“Love you too.”

After she hung up, Sloane started thinking about the move and Sweetbriar Ridge and how much she couldn’t wait to get there and be part of the community. More than anything, she wanted to settle into a new life that didn’t have her traveling back and forth on the weekends and where she could open herself up to new experiences.

And experience more Sweetbriar Ridge festivals with Will that didn’t include kissing and running.

Okay, maybe the kissing, but her running days were over.

Thank God!

She had some questions about the festivals—she wanted to get involved and help or volunteer where she could. Looking at the clock she saw it was only a little after seven. So, she decided to step back from her packing for a few more minutes and see what she could do to become an active citizen of Sweetbriar Ridge.

She called Hailey.

“Guess who’s moving to Sweetbriar Ridge?” she said when her sister answered the phone.

“Oh my God! Really? You’re really doing it? Do you need to stay with me and Max? You can totally have the guest room for as long as you need! Oh, this is going to be so much fun! And Layla is going to love having her Aunt Sloane right here with her!”

“Um, Hales?”

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