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But because of all the texts Gideon kept sending, each one becoming increasingly explicit, turning me on more and more.
Which was incredibly inconvenient, since I was at work and couldn’t do anything about the ache between my legs.
It got so bad that I told him I was turning off my phone and would text him when I was off work.
So he could hopefully getmeoff.
I just prayed he would be able to come over. I was desperate to see him. Not just to have sex, although that certainly entered into the equation.
But because I genuinely enjoyed his company. I loved how he accepted me as I was, quirks and all.
Loved how good he was to Ollie, something Liam never was.
Loved how we could sit in silence and it not feel awkward, like during our road trip down the coast.
The more time I spent with him, the more I believed some higher power sent him my way to help heal the hole in my heart left behind by Samuel’s absence.
Better yet, maybe Samuel sent him to tell me it was okay to move on.
Approaching my car, I hit the unlock button on my key fob and opened the door. My bag landed on the passenger’s seat with a thump as I climbed behind the wheel, pulling out my cell and powering it on.
As expected, I was bombarded with multiple texts.
But they weren’t from Gideon.
Instead, they were from Melanie, my parents, and even Liam.
But that wasn’t all.
A breaking news alert flashed across the screen, announcing that Alton Sinclair had been found in a remote mountain cabin, dead from an apparent suicide.
Regret squeezed at my chest as I recalled some of the things I’d said about him. I was never particularly close to him. I always found him somewhat egotistical and pompous. Not to mention, I hated how he treated women and definitely didn’t approve of his business practices that had come to light in recent days.
Regardless of my personal feelings toward him, I still didn’t wish death on him.
I quickly hit Melanie’s contact as I put my car into drive, my mind spinning.
“Gin!” Melanie exhaled, relief filling her voice. “I was so worried. Your phone was going straight to voicemail, and after…” She trailed off, her words catching. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. Did you hear about Alton?”
“I did,” I replied in a shaky voice. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to worry you.”
“I knew you were at work, but after everything.” She fought to reel in her emotions. “I didn’t even like that asshole, but I can’t believe he’s?—”
“I know.” I swallowed hard. “Have you spoken with Liam?”
“A few hours ago.”
“How is he?”
“I don’t know. He sounded…off.”
“Off?” I echoed.
“I don’t know how to explain it. I’m heading down right now to see him. Will you be there?” she asked hesitantly, fully aware of the argument we got into a few days ago.
Now I felt even worse about that argument.
What if I’d turned on my phone and learned that Liam had died? I’d never forgive myself for the way I treated him. We may have had our disagreements, but I wasn’t completely heartless. I still cared about him.
