AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Especially with the gold color.”
“I was thinking of changing the color. Gold is so unusual.”
I chuckled. “No. You can’t change the color. It’s the limited-edition Tiger Gold GTO.”
Her face pinched as we neared the doors of the barn. “I don’t know what that means.”
“Only a few were made, and it’s the color that made it special.”
“I just thought it would look better in red or blue.”
I helped her open the heavy doors. “It’s your car. You can do whatever you want with it, but as someone who knows a thing or two about cars—”
“I can’t change the color.” She moved into the barn, circling the car as she talked. “I guess I was hoping to reduce the sentimental value.”
“Why would you want to do that?” I asked, genuinely wanting to know what she was thinking.
“It holds sentimental value for my family, but I need the cash it would provide to fix up the summerhouse.”
“The summerhouse?”
“Yeah, there’s a smaller building to the right of the house. It’s in worse shape than the barn. It’s older. No electricity or air conditioning.”
“And you want to sell the GTO.” My heart was pounding out of my chest.
She nodded, her gaze still on the car between us. “Financially, it makes sense. I can use the van for deliveries. The car’s just something that’s nice to have.”
Inwardly, I winced at her characterization of the car I’d always wanted to have for myself.
“What do you think it’s worth? I mean, it has to be worth something, right? You said yourself only a few were made. It’s a limited edition.”
I’d looked up the value after the night she’d shown it to me. “It retails on the market for a hundred grand.”
Lily sucked in a breath. “You’re kidding.”
“I’m not.” The truth hurt because I wasn’t ready to make that kind of investment in an antique car. Not yet.
Excitement shone on her face. “Wow. Thatwouldsolve a lot of my problems. I could easily renovate the summerhouse and maybe even the main house.”
“Why would you need to renovate the farmhouse?”
“Gia mentioned using it as a bed-and-breakfast, or at the very least, a space for the couple and bridal party to get ready for the wedding.”
“But it’s your home.”
She smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. “Yeah, but I want my business to be successful.”
“It’s not a bad idea, but you can’t just move out. Not when it was your dream to live here. You love it.” I could tell; it was in her soul, and it was slowly seeping into mine.
“I have to do what makes the most sense. I don’t want to prove my parents right.”
I ran a hand through my hair, wishing I could go to her and soothe her somehow. But I sensed she didn’t want that. “You can’t live your life for your parents.”
I didn’t have any involved in my life, but I knew that much was true.
“I’m not, exactly. But I want to be successful. I want to show them I can do it.”
And that was the problem. I moved toward her, pressing my hand over her heart. “You have to live your life for you.”
