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Keep reading for a sneak peek of Don’t Lie, Book Two in Cole and Kaitlyn’s story.
Excerpt from Don’t Lie
Kaitlyn
I kicked the back tire twice. It was already deflated. Seriously, how could I have a flat tire? I stared at the rubber as it formed a pancake on the shoulder of the road.
I pulled out my phone to call roadside assistance. There was no way I was driving another inch on that thing.
“Hi. Yes, this is Kaitlyn Sinclair. The trailer I rented from your company has a flat tire. Can you send someone to change it?”
“Where are you, ma’am? And I need your rental ID number.”
“There was a detour and I was rerouted.” I sighed “Let me check my phone. It looks like I’m on state road 101.” There were no mile markers or exits. Only swamps and sugar cane. I unfolded the rental slip from my pocket and read the numbers in the right-hand corner to her.
“Ok, I see your reservation in our system. It will be at least an hour before we can dispatch someone in your direction.” Her voice was crisp, not at all the comforting tone I needed right now.
I cringed. “An hour? Isn’t there someone closer than that?”
“No, ma’am.” The operator was losing her patience with me. “He’ll be there as soon as he can.”
Before I could ask anything else, she hung up.
My entire life was in the back of this truck. The bedroom set I bought when Mary Ellen and I moved into our first apartment. Boxes of books that I couldn’t seem to part with and their bookcase. Suitcases of clothes.
I flipped on the radio. Who does this? Who packs up her entire life and drives halfway across the country by herself?
I did.
Because I felt as if I needed to prove something. I don’t know if I was trying to prove to my brother or to myself, that my life with Cole was something I could handle. I wanted it. Needed it. I could do this.
Despite the age difference. Despite his two-year old son. I was completely committed to us.
Moving to Texas proved that to everyone.
I thought about calling Cole to tell him about the flat tire, but if I told him where I was, he would get in his truck and start driving. No matter how many times I tried to convince him I had help on the way, he would drive straight to me. That’s what Cole does. That’s why I fell in love with him.
I jumped when I heard my phone ring.
I picked it up. “Hey, Sasha.”
“When are you getting here?”
I laughed. She might be as excited as Cole and I were, possibly more. “I’m getting there.”
“I still don’t know why you didn’t let Cole drive with you. He was dying to make the trip with you.”
“I know. I know. But we couldn’t put Grayson in a car seat for four days. This made more sense.” I wasn’t going to feel guilty about it. “It’s just something I needed to do. I’ll be there tonight.” Although, at the rate this roadside assistance was going, I’d be lucky if the guy showed up by nightfall.
“I can’t wait for you to get here. I still can’t believe you are actually moving.”
I shook my head. “Me either.” I looked at the trailer behind me. “There’s no turning back now. The truck is loaded and I’m in Louisiana. I’m almost there.”
My shoulders were starting to cramp from the driving and my left foot kept falling asleep. Cole was my grand prize at the end of this journey, but it would be so amazing if he came along with a hot shower.
“Call when you get to the bridge, ok?”
“I will.”
