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He wouldn’t do this.
He can’t.
There has to be a way to save him.
Chapter 11
Grace
After I leftCooper at my parent’s house, I was filled with nervous energy. I stopped at the store, grabbed everything I needed for my dinner, and tried to convince myself this was still a good idea. When I got home, I was a woman on a mission. I stripped my bed, getting rid of the evidence of last night, and started cleaning. Not a light clean, either. I’m talking hands and knees scrubbing of every inch of this place. Hours later, I finally got everything in its proper place.
I’m not too proud to admit that I called and texted Trent, too, but both went without response.
I guess he really did make his choice.
I wasn’t sure what to do, so I called Emily and told her the story as she went from hysterical to stunned silence. She encouraged me to have dinner with Cooper and see what happens, but she also said I needed to figure things out with Trent.
However, he’s apparently not talking to me. It’s ironic that when I don’t want him around, he’s everywhere, but when I do need to talk, he’s ignoring me.
I push my wayward thoughts aside. Cooper is due here in about two hours. I’m going to fix his favorite dish, which my mama happens to also be famous for making. Her pork chops are a town favorite, and I know Cooper loves them along with her potato salad and green beans. For desert, I’m going to bake an apple pie.
I love cooking, and I know this meal is filled with all the things he enjoys. I’m grateful for everything he did today, and I’m hoping he appreciates this.
I get everything prepped, the pork chops are marinating in the whiskey, and the pie is assembled. I grab my phone and see a text from Cooper.
Cooper: I’m grabbing a bottle of wine. Do you like red or white?
Me: I think skipping the wine is a good idea.
Last night wine and I were best friends. This morning, not so much. Wine makes me a foolish girl.
Cooper: Beer?
Me: Perfect.
Cooper: My kind of girl.
Me: Well, I sure hope so. You’ve been quite persistent.
I smile as I picture him laughing.
Cooper: Tonight I’ll prove why you should choose me.
My teeth grip my lip as I debate how to respond. I can be cute and coy or go with a much more forward response. I completely understand why people stay in crappy relationships, because this dating shit sucks.
I stare at the phone and another text appears.
Cooper: I didn’t mean it like that. I just meant that I’m planning to win you over.
Me: I hope you’re hungry.
I hope you’re hungry? Really, Grace?Could I be anymore awkward?
Cooper: Starving.
I thank my stars that he let me off on that one. I could’ve said a million different things, but my bumbling mind went with that.
Me: See you in a few hours!
