Page 120 of Other Side Of Never
I looked at my boxes stacked up against the wall.
With Gary gone, for good, I no longer had any desire to move.
I would make our place here.
In Sage Ridge.
Where I could give Jake a proper home.A community.
In my bedroom, I shoved the suitcases aside with my foot and fell into bed in my clothes.
I’d save the world tomorrow.
Tonight, I needed sleep.
29
An Empty Shell
Sittingontheedgeof my bed late morning, deep in thought, I didn’t hear my bedroom door open.
“Going somewhere?”
My head snapped up, my gaze locking with Kian’s.
I followed his line of sight to the open suitcases on my floor.“I had a tiny crisis of faith.”
His eyes softened.“You about done with that?”
“I wasn’t sure--, before you called--” I swallowed, my brow furrowing.“How did you get in?”
His pretty mouth twisted to the side.“Jake.”
Pushing off the wall, he walked over and slung an arm around my neck.Tugging me close, he dropped his mouth to my ear and murmured, “I’m sorry it took so long, sweetheart.Will you come for a drive with me?We need to talk and there’s something I want to show you.”
In the truck, he laced his fingers through mine, every so often bringing the back of my hand to his mouth for a gentle kiss.
I stared out the window and the sun-soaked fields.“Where are we going?”
“You’ll see.”
I frowned, then smiled at the next turn.Twisting to face him, I squeezed his hand.“You finished the house!”
Laughing, he nodded.“Enough to show you.”Slanting an amused glance in my direction, he asked, “Do you want to see it?”
I sat up straighter in my seat.“Of course!I’ve been waiting for this for so long!”
His eyes bugged out.“So long?It’s only been six weeks!I’ve worked like a madman!”
I laughed, too excited at the prospect of seeing the house, ferociously curious if he’d taken any of my suggestions, and how they turned out.
“I hope it turned out okay.Did you use any of my suggestions?I didn’t steer you wrong, did I?”
He chuckled.“You’ll see.”
Pulling up to the driveway, I didn’t recognize it at first.
“It doesn’t even look like the same house,” I breathed.“It looks like it’s made of chocolate,” I squealed in delight.
