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“But I’m going to ruin his chances,” I protested.
“No. You won’t. That man chose you, not his career, not politics, none of that. He chose you and if you love him, you should go to him,” she said firmly.
I opened my mouth, wanting to say something that would prove her wrong, but I had nothing.
“Do you love him?” she pressed.
“I love him,” I admitted.
“Then go to him,” she replied. I looked back at the screen and then back to her, before nodding once. She let go of me and I got out of the chair.
I took a deep breath and rushed out the door of the diner. I ran all the way to the town hall without stopping. I didn’t care that my muscles soon burned with the exertion of it or that my lungs worked overtime or that my heart felt like it was going to beat right out of my chest.
I ran like my life depended on it. By the time I made it to the town hall, the crowd was even bigger than when I’d first seen it. Mason was still talking into the microphone, and I started to push to the front. People sneered at me as I forced my way through, but I no longer cared.
“With all that being said, I would like to make one final announcement. I have decided not to run for mayor in the next election whether or not the love of my life decides to return to me. I have better things to worry about than what this city thinks of me, and I care even less what they think about who I choose to love,” he declared.
“Mason!” I screamed. I called his name several times, pushing through the crowd more urgently. People yelled at me, but eventually enough of them parted so that I could make my way to the stage. Mason beginning to walk off the stage, and I feared that I wouldn’t catch him.
A police officer grabbed my arm, and I screamed his name again. Mason turned back and his soulful sad gaze found mine.
“Let her go!” he roared, and the officer was so surprised that he did just that.
“Come here, Cami-girl,” Mason said. His voice was trembling with emotion, and I tore so quickly up those stairs that I nearly tripped. He caught me and swung me up into his arms. His lips found mine in a desperate kiss. I kissed him back with just as much emotion.
He carried me off that stage as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
“I’m sorry, Daddy,” I whispered.
“I’m the one who should be sorry, my little girl. I’m so glad you came back to me,” he answered hoarsely. His arms trembled just a hair as he held me, and I knew he meant every single word deep down to the core of his heart.
“I’m glad I did too,” I murmured. I didn’t let go of him as he whisked me into a limo waiting for him around the corner. He tucked me into his lap for the ride back home, holding onto me like he never wanted to let go of me again.
