Page 50 of Feel It All

“Oh, come on, don’t be a baby.” I let out a laugh when Graham nuzzles my neck with kisses.

“Yeah, yeah. I’ll talk to you later. Have a fun birthday weekend, sweetie, love you.”

“Thanks, Dad, love you too.” I click off with him, and Graham stops attacking me with kisses.

“Hey, buttercup. Sorry, I couldn’t help myself.” Graham tucks a side of my hair behind my ear. “What was your dad saying?”

“He was filling me in about the whole Flynn court thing.”

“Yeah, I got my subpoena last night. Listen, I wanted to tell you about the other night.” Graham runs his hand through his hair. It’s his tell that he is nervous.

“About Bluebird’s? Ivy told me yesterday, she was there, heard it all.”

I see the panic in his eyes that he has done something wrong. “I swear I was going to tell you, I just didn’t—”

“Want me to worry, Graham it’s okay. Really, I understand. Now come on, I don’t want to talk about anything to do with that whole mess. I want to enjoy this weekend with you.” I interlock my fingers behind his neck and lean my body into his. I stare into his chestnut eyes; they fill me with such warmth and comfort.

I’m tempted again to tell him that I love him, but the fear of putting my feelings out there like that holds them back. It almost feels like he is sitting on saying something too, but we just stare into each other’s eyes instead.

He breaks our stare first. “You ready to go, buttercup?”

“With you? Always.”

We load up in his car and hit the road for Rosewood. The drive isn’t long, and we pull up to this adorable cottage-style bed and breakfast. It has rose bushes galore in every color and green vines growing up the side cobblestone wall.

“Oh, Graham, this place is so cute.” It looked like that little place that you read about in fantasy books where the enemies to lovers are forced to share a bed.

“I thought you would like it. It’s run by some friends of mine from high school. They said they would be here too this weekend.” He pulls into the parking lot and puts the car in park.

“I can’t wait to hear all about you in high school.” I unfasten my seat belt and hop out of the car, eager to get this weekend started.

“Sorry, buttercup, I have plans for tonight and they don’t include reliving my high school memories.” He winks at me and grabs our bags. We make our way up the little stone pathway. There is a fancy wood sign with the name “Rosemary’s Bed and Breakfast” by the entryway.

The inside is just as adorable as the outside, with warm greens met with oak wood beams and accents. The theme is very cottage garden inspired with flowers and plants at every corner.

“Oh, you’re here. Jace, honey, they are here.” A woman with strawberry-blonde hair bounces up and down with a huge smile on her face.

“Hey, Mary, long time no see.” Graham says, putting down our bags.

“I’m so happy y’all came, sorry, I’m a hugger.” Mary comes up wrapping Graham and me in a group hug.

I chuckle at her tight grip. “Don’t worry about it. I’m a hugger myself. I’m Winry.”

“Oh, I know. Graham talked about you nonstop on the phone when he booked for this weekend.”

“Gee, way to be cool, Mary.” A man rounds the corner with a little strawberry-blonde girl wrapped around him. He walks up to Mary and gives her a kiss on the cheek.

“Win, this is Jace, Mary, and their little girl, Sage. As you guys already know, this is Winry.” Graham places his hand on my lower back.

“Hi, I’m so happy to meet you guys. This place is beautiful.”

“Thank you. We are so happy to meet you; I don’t think we have ever met any girl that Graham has seen before.” Mary gives me another hug.

“Sorry, she is just a little excited.” Jace pulls his wife back and hands over Sage, who is being shy. “We are glad you are here.” He goes up to Graham and does the basic man hug with the pat on the back. “Y’all probably want to get unpacked. We have plenty of time to catch up later.”

“Graham said you run your own bookstore, so I reserved the library room for you two. Jace will show you where it’s at,” Mary beams.

“That sounds perfect. Thank you.” I like her already.

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