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“Okay, Miss Overthinker, calm down. From what I’ve seen, he seems like a real man, and real men don’t get scared away by someone’s goofy side. Which I believe is what you’re referring to when you worry about saying something stupid,” she argues. “As far as I’m concerned, you’ve got the man in the palm of your hand, so it’s going to take a lot to push him away.”
“I thought the same thing with the last guy, and look what he did,” I point out. The Ex Who Will Not Be Named was seemingly perfect in every way until he started going out of town for work a lot. Suddenly, “work” had a name, and that name belonged to my former best friend.
“Knock that off right now,” Mia says sternly. “That’s not fair to Drew.”
“What’s not fair?” I ask, as her sudden shift in tone catches me off guard.
“You can’t compare Drew to the last guy you were with. They’re two different people. And as cynical as I am about love and romance, I know that you shouldn’t be looking back at the past when you have a really great guy standing in front of you in the present. Not to mention, he’s way hotter than the ex,” she adds.
“It’s easier said than done, but I’ll try,” I promise her.
“Just take things one step at a time, okay?” she asks. “Like I said before, take your time getting to know each other and if things are meant to be, they’ll be.”
“Have you always been this wise, or are you learning something in these romance books?” I say, peeking into the pages of her current read.
She swats my hand away. “Something like that.”
“Oooh, it must be something spicy if you don’t want me peeking.” I poke her.
“Shouldn’t you be getting ready for bed?” she asks, kicking me out.
“I’m guessing it’s a vampire boyfriend book,” I tease, as I head back to my room.
“Hey, sis,” she says. I stop in her doorway and turn back towards her.
“Yeah?”
“You look happy.” She grins.
“Yeah.” I smile, thinking of Drew’s face. “I am.” I make my way down the creaking hallway to my room, where I change into dry pajamas. For the first time in a while, I lay down on my bed and stare at the ceiling without looking for answers about the day that I had.
I’m perfectly content knowing Drew kissed me on the top of a ferris wheel, a ride that usually terrifies me. We enjoyed slushies and festival games and played the question game and we had fun. I actually enjoyed myself.
Another smile stretches across my face as I bury myself under my covers, lay my head on my pillow, and close my eyes. As I relax, I hope I will dream about Drew, the kiss, everything.
Could this be truly real? A forever love of my own?
Chapter fifteen
Drew – Not Part of the Plan
I’m screwed .
I didn’t think this out as much as I thought I did and now I’m really in trouble. I guess I didn’t expect to fall this hard for Meg. She’s not like the women I’ve dated in the past who just wanted to see how they could take advantage of the situation. No, Meg is something else entirely.
She’s not only beautiful in every way, but she’s mentally stimulating as well. The questions she asks really have me thinking about life and what I really want in my future. Suddenly, I feel my priorities begin to shift and I’m not sure how I can manage that.
The last couple of days have been a careful balancing game of spending the afternoons and most of the early evenings with Meg, then spending the late-night hours relaying information about Seaside Inn back to my brother Troy in New York.
It’s not like I haven’t had to work like this before but it’s making me wish I had a different job entirely.
I’m keeping up a charade that I’m not sure I can maintain for much longer. I’ve never cared so much about a relationship before, and I’m terrified to screw it all up.
Usually, I can let things like this slide. Yes, past relationships have ended badly, usually for the girl I’m with feeling hurt, frustrated, confused, and all-around pissed.
I guess I didn’t care as much then as I do now because I don’t want to let this girl go. I don’t want to mess it up, but with the path I’m heading down, there’s sure to be some kind of disaster just waiting to happen.
For now, while I’m here with her, I’m focusing on her. Our evenings end with long kisses that tell both of us just how much we are connecting. This is the best I have felt in years.
