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“I want you.”
I close the feed and hand the phone back to my sister.
“People are eating this up,” Dylan says, nodding with satisfaction. “We’ve had over a hundred inquiries about when the property will be open for business.”
“We’ll be able to raise the investment money in about four seconds,” Hazel concludes. “Loveland Ranch, it’s happening!”
We all squeal and hug, but I still feel my head spinning from what I just saw.
“He did this? For me?” I ask.
“Yes, he did. Called me with the idea, and we went back and forth a few times until he got used to filming himself. I did a little editing, but Cal, this was all him.”
It takes me the rest of the day to watch Luke’s videos another ten times apiece and think about everything he said. I make myself a simple salad for dinner and curl up on my couch. For the first time since I came back, I feel like the sad lump has lifted from my chest. Replaced by warmth and love that I never should have left behind.
I write him a simple text.
Me:
I am overwhelmed with what you did
He wastes so little time responding that I wonder if he’s been holding his phone in his hand, waiting.
Luke:
I hope it’s a “good” overwhelmed
Me:
It’s very good. Thank you.
Me:
And I love you
He responds with a series of hearts.
Luke:
I figured I should do my part to give you some clickbait for the ranch
Me:
lol I think we’ll be in the black for the next 8 years thanks to you
Luke:
Real talk, trying to make it hard for you to stay away
Me:
I don’t want to stay away from you
Luke:
We can take it slow. Get you used to the idea of staying if it turns out it’s what you want. You’re worth the wait
Me:
