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Chapter 14
Liberty felt like she was having an out-of-body experience as she witnessed Trent visit the cancer patients. He would go into each room, hug the ladies lying in bed, then sit and hold their hands as he talked to them about breast cancer.
Goose bumps crawled up her arms as they visited their third lady. Trent appeared to know her so well.
“Thank you for the supplies,” the lady told him. “I wouldn’t know what to do without them.”
Liberty had no idea what they were talking about.
The lady turned to her. “You look confused, dear. I’m Doris. What is your name?”
“I’m Liberty. I’m sorry, I’m at a disadvantage. He wouldn’t tell me before we came what we were doing.”
Doris smiled at Trent. “You are always the tease, aren’t you?”
He shrugged.
Doris gestured for her water, and Trent put it into her hand. She drank and handed it back to him. “Let me tell you, this man has helped so many breast cancer patients who have to get mastectomies to get the supplies we need to make our recovery better.”
Okay, Trent Stone wasn’t the guy she’d thought he was. When she met his eyes, she couldn’t find one ounce of the cocky, annoying, flexing guy that he usually portrayed.
Doris went on to explain that normally, when a woman gets a mastectomy, the hospital sends them home with supplies that are substandard because they are saving costs. Trent’s charity made sure that all women in the state of North Carolina got the supplies they need.
Later, as they walked out of the hospital, Liberty reached for Trent’s hand.
Seeming startled, he looked at their intertwined fingers. “You just took my hand?”
“You’re … so different than what you portray to people, Trent Stone.”
His lips quirked upward. “What do you mean?”
They stopped once they reached the motorcycle. She didn’t let go of his hand. “I mean, why didn’t you just tell me that you were coming here as part of your charity?”
“What fun would there have been in that?” he asked, leaning in close.
She could tell he wanted to kiss her, and the truth was, this man was like a magnet. She really wanted to kiss him. Which was wrong. It had to be wrong.
Carefully, he hooked a finger through a belt loop on her pants and tugged her closer. “Even though I don’t know my official position on God, I do know this: the scriptures say your left hand shouldn’t know what your right hand is doing.”
“I didn’t know you had to have an ‘official position’ on God.”
Trent looked down. “I guess you don’t. I just … I’ve sort of lost faith over the past couple of years.”
“That’s why you and Hunter were arguing over the scripture he quoted to you.”
“I guess so,” Trent said, shrugging.
She squeezed his hand. “Well, I guess we both can say life can be complicated.”
He grinned. “Yes, we can.”
“So what does the left hand, right hand scripture mean?”
“It means that you shouldn’t have to show everyone the things you do. You should just do them. My mother, well, she was always doing things for people and none of us knew.”
She was always amazed by how incredible his parents were every time she thought of them. “Both of your parents did. Think of all the fun they had hiding the gold for you all.”
Trent laughed. “You’re right. I guess I’ve kind of been thinking about how annoying this whole thing was. But maybe to my parents, it was something fun.”
