Page 134 of Opposites (Never) Attract
As if being a broker in Last Hope Gulch was even possible.
“Excellent. And away we go.”
He turned to walk back to his SUV and I followed him.
“Ethan,” I called out, without turning around. “Take care of my sister.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Mac, make peace with Amity.” It was the last piece of older sister advice I could think to give him.
“Never going to happen,” he returned.
Then Mr. Berkley was opening the door to the back passenger seat of his SUV while his bodyguards got in the first car.
I stopped before climbing inside, and found Tag, who hadn’t moved an inch.
In my head, I had this desperate wish that he might come after me, lift me up over his shoulder and take me back to our cabin like the caveman I knew him to be.
But beyond his caveman self, Taggart Durham was also a very practical man.
He knew it could never work between us, so it was better to end things now before anything got too deep.
Only, I didn’t know how deep I already was.
Puddle deep?
Kiddy pool deep?
River deep?
Ocean deep?
I thought of what I could say to him. Something memorable. Something that would let him know what all of this meant to me.
But, I didn’t have the words.
“You’ll tell Pop I said goodbye?” I asked him.
He nodded once.
“Kaitlyn?” Mr. Berkley asked, as if not understanding what was preventing me from jumping into the back of the SUV. “You’re not having second thoughts?”
He said it as if it wasn’t even remotely a possibility. I looked away from Tag and back at my boss.
I’d worked towards this partnership for nearly ten years. It was everything I’d ever wanted. The city, my apartment in the Upper East Side. A place I truly belonged.
A little over a week in Last Hope Gulch couldn’t change all that.
Could it?
I shook my head. “No,” I said. “No second thoughts.”
I wouldn’t look back at Tag again.
Hopping into the backseat, I slid all the way to the edge of the bench seat to give Mr. Berkley as much personal space as he required. I could hear thethunkof the door closing behind him, sealing us off from the world. The engine engage as we started driving away.
Don’t look back. Don’t look back.
