Page 84 of Billionaire Unreachable: Wyatt

Chase and I said our goodbyes, and we both headed for our vehicles.

I’d sleep for a while, and then I’d try again to call Shelby.

Maybe she didn’t want to talk to me, but I really needed to hear her voice.

Shelby

It felt almost surreal to be eating a family dinner with Aunt Millie, Kaleb, Tanner, and Devon at the ranch in Montana on Friday night. I’d missed all of them so much, and seeing the four of them around the table brought back some very fond memories of my childhood.

There had been so many tears and hugs since I’d arrived on Wednesday. It felt good to be back in Montana, but I couldn’t help but feel like I was more of a visitor now than a resident.

Life had moved on in Crystal Fork, but nothing had really changed much with the town or the people who lived here. However, Ihadchanged. This would always be the town I grew up in and loved, but it didn’t quite feel like home anymore to me.

Maybe because I left most of my heart in San Diego?

God, I missed Wyatt.

I hated the way we’d parted, and the uncertainty about our relationship.

I felt like part of my soul was missing, and I really needed to talk to him.

He’d called more than once and left messages, but those messages had been brief and to the point, only saying that he wanted to talk to me. I’d called him back and left similar messages, but things were so chaotic here with the annual picnic happening tomorrow that we hadn’t connected. Every single time he’d called just happened to be during a moment when I didn’t have my phone on me. Twice when I was in the shower, and another time when I was in the hot tub at Kaleb’s home.

I knew that Wyatt had meetings scheduled day and night because of the barrage of international associates that had flown in to discuss big issues at Durand. I wasn’t surprised that I couldn’t reach him, but I was disappointed.

I needed to hear his voice, even if he didn’t want to discuss the disappearing act the night before I’d left for Montana.

Now that I’d had time to think rationally, I was fairly certain there was nobody else. It might be the most rational explanation, but my heart wasn’t buying it.

Maybe I had been burned hard before, but Wyatt wasn’t one of those other guys, and he wasn’t a game player.

I found it hard to believe that he could treat me like I was that important to him and then turn around and screw another female.

Because we spent almost all of our free time together, it was also unlikely that he could have maintained any other relationship.

Wyatt and I were connected in a way that I’d never experienced with anyone else, and I couldn’t feel that way if those feelings weren’t reciprocated.

I’d jumped to a hasty conclusion because of my past experiences, and in the process, I was afraid that I’d hurt him.

However, the way he’d handled the situation wasn’t exactly ideal.

As much as I’d tried, I still couldn’t figure out a logical solution for his behavior, but I was more than willing to listen.

Wyatt was that guy I’d dreamed of finding when I’d married the wrong man because I wanted that dream so badly.

After Justin, I’d given up finding that kind of connection with a man.

I’d convinced myself that it didn’t exist, and that I’d be okay with that reality.

Until I’d met Wyatt Durand.

My attraction to him had been a force I couldn’t possibly fight, even though I’d tried in the beginning.

He’d become as necessary to me as breathing in a short period of time.

He was my confidante, my companion, and my heart’s desire.

He knew me, and I knew the real Wyatt. The guy beneath that formidable exterior of his that very few people seemed to recognize.

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