Page 49 of Until I Found You
If I tell her the truth, I’m not sure how she’ll take it. She may get pissed and likely tell me not to worry about it. The hell if I’ll listen to that bullshit. She’s my number one priority, her and my mom. I’m not about to let anything happen to either of them.
“I’m going to swing by Halle’s salon and see if I can convince her to stay with me this weekend. Wes and Kinsley are going to be heading out of town, and I just don’t feel good about her being alone.”
I know Maverick understands. I’m already out of the parking lot and down main street toward her salon when he replies.
“Good luck,” he mutters, knowing I’m going to have my hands full trying to convince her of that. We say our goodbyes and I let him know I’ll be in touch with him.
Pulling into the alley behind her salon, I cut the engine when I spot her car in the parking lot. I don’t see Kinsley’s Jeep, so I’m immediately on alert thinking about her being alone.
The doorbell rings as I enter, and my eyes immediately fall on Halle. It’s as if all my fears fall away when I see her beautiful smile lighting up her face.
There’s an older woman I don’t recognize sitting in front of her.
“Hey.” She grins at me in the mirror. “Wasn’t expecting you to show up. I’m almost done. If you want to take a seat at Kinsley’s station, I’ll be with you in a few.”
She shoots me a wink as she resumes what she was doing, running her fingers through the woman’s curled hair as she talks about some hair product she has in her other hand.
After the lady has paid and thanked Halle, she’s out the door, and Halle’s attention is turned back on me. Just where I want it.
“You didn’t respond back to me. I didn’t think it meant you were going to come waltzing through the door instead.”
“Well, I thought if I was going to convince you to see me, the best way to do it would be standing in front of you. I thought there’d be less of a chance you’d say no.”
She raises her eyebrow at me, knowingly.
“Is that your way of saying you know I can’t turn you down when you’re here tempting me.” The edge of her mouth curves in a smile.
“You’ve practically admitted it. What do you have going on that’s better than spending the weekend with me?”
“Oh, so now it’s the weekend? Are you sure you’re ready for that much time together? Be careful, Graham, you may find it difficult not to fall back in love with me.”
“I was in trouble a long time ago.”
