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“Okay.” She peers up at me. “If you’re sure.”
“I’m more than sure. Now, I’m going to go start the Ranger and get the heat going before you get in.”
“I’m not fragile, Grant.”
“No. You’re not, but you are precious cargo, and I take that shit seriously.” I kiss her quickly before ducking out of the tent to start the Ranger.
Chapter 14
Aurora
“Where is lover boy taking you tonight?” Aspen asks from her spot on the couch. We’re both lounging after an early day at the bakery.
“We’re having dinner at his place.”
“Oh.” She sits up a little straighter. “Alone time.” She nods as if she’s approving our plans.
“I’m exhausted, and we still have to go grocery shopping, and I have laundry to do. I don’t feel like going out.” It’s the truth. I got up at three to start today’s special lemon bars. We sold out by 9:00 a.m. I made another triple batch, and we sold out of them as well. I’m thrilled that Warm Delights is doing so well, but it’s exhausting. I have zero energy for anything else in life—even dating.
“I can do the grocery shopping. You stay here and do your laundry and take a cat nap for your date.” She stands from the couch and stretches.
“It’s my turn,” I remind her.
“And I said I would do it. Besides, I don’t have anything better to do.”
“You should go out tonight. You can come with me,” I offer.
“Nope. Not going to be the third wheel.”
“I can’t believe that I have a social life, and you don’t.” I grin.
“You deserve it, Rory.” Her eyes soften. “For years you let him belittle and control you. You weren’t living. I can’t tell you how happy I am to see you smiling and not letting your anxiety control you.”
“Oh, it’s there,” I tell her. “Trust me. It's just Grant can tell when I’m freaking out or getting ready to, and he talks me out of it. I don’t know how he knows or how he manages to calm me, but he does. Everything inside me, well except for the butterflies, calm when I’m with him.”
“You’re still getting butterflies?”
“Every. Single. Time.”
“Wow,” she breathes. “That’s a big deal. It’s been a couple of months now.”
“I know. I keep waiting for the day that they go away. It hasn’t happened yet.”
Aspen tilts her head to the side, studying me. “Maybe they never will. That’s what true love is about, right? Always feeling like it’s new with the one you love?”
“I don’t know. It’s never happened to me before.” Neither one of us mention that I was engaged to be married. I thought I loved him, but I was wrong. I was so wrong. The longer time passes from that day—the day it all ended—I see that. Even more so as Grant and I grow closer. I’ve never felt the way I do when I’m with Grant. My heart beats a little faster, and those damn butterflies run wild. It’s not just when I’m with him; it’s when I hear his voice, get a text message, or even think about him. I’m in trouble. So much trouble.
“I love this.” Aspen claps her hands together.
“What are you talking about?”
“I love getting to see you fall for a good man. A man that deserves you.”
My phone rings and a picture of Grant and me that he took on one of our many dates pops up, requesting a video call.
“It’s him, isn’t it? I can tell by the giddy smile on your face,” Aspen says knowingly.
“Hey,” I greet him.
“How was your day?” he asks.
“Busy. We sold out of lemon bars. Twice.”
“Damn, I should have come to see you. I’ve been working all day. We have a new location opening in Pennsylvania, and I’ve been buried in paperwork.”
“I saved you some,” I tell him.
“You love me.” He laughs.
It’s just an off-handed comment, but it has my heart stalling in my chest, and the butterflies, they're insane. “I knew you were working, and I know you love them.”
“I love everything you make, babe.”
Aspen does a little dance around the living room and points at me, mouthing, “I told you so.” I don’t know what she thinks she told me. It wasn’t a confession of love, but my heart, it’s still beating just a little faster.
“So, there’s a slight change of plans tonight if you’re willing. Owen and Layla invited everyone to their place for dinner.”
“Sure.” I’m quick to agree.
“That’s my girl,” Grant says softly.
He doesn’t have to elaborate for me or even Aspen to know what he’s talking about. When we first started dating, I never would have agreed so quickly, not without stressing over what to wear or if I would fit in. Don’t get me wrong, I still worry, but it’s not controlling me. I’ve met his family several times over the past couple of months, and I know they are good people who have accepted me as a part of Grant’s life.
