Page 48 of Second Chances


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I heard his door open and close, and then I felt mine open.

“Since we’re here, are you sure I can’t just take off the blindfold?”

Liam laughed and grabbed my hand. “No. You have to keep your eyes covered until I’m ready. I don’t want you to give in to the temptation to peek.”

“Okay, fine.”

He snorted. “Don’t act like you don’t love it.”

I laughed because he was right. It was my thirty-first birthday, and Liam had a surprise for me. He’d made me put on a blindfold at my house and leave it in place all the way to our destination. The suspense was killing me.

“Walk this way,” he told me. “The ground is even.”

I wrapped my free hand around his arm. I trusted him, but I didn’t trust myself. I tripped even when I wasn’t blindfolded.

“Okay, there is one step up here.”

I lifted my leg, probably way higher than I needed to, and slowly set it down until I felt the ground beneath my foot.

He opened a door with a ding sounding over it, and the few voices that were talking immediately went silent.

Since I couldn’t see or hear anything, I used my sense of smell. It was vaguely familiar, but I couldn’t place it.

“Where are we headed?” Liam asked someone.

“Second door on the right,” a man answered.

“Thanks again.”

“You’re welcome. Happy birthday, Chloe,” the man said.

“Oh. Uh, thank you.”

The unknown man chuckled, and Liam guided my arm to keep me walking.

We turned a corner, which I guessed was the second door on the right, and it closed behind us.

“Right over here,” Liam said. “I want you to sit down, and then you get to take the blindfold off.”

“Ooh…I can’t wait.” My heart was pounding with excitement now.

We took a few steps, and then we paused.

He turned me around. “Sit down slowly.”

I moved my hand out and encountered a padded piece of furniture.

Once I sat down, he added, “Now, turn to your right and lean back.”

I did as he’d told me, and my foot hit the bottom of a chair. I had just been to the dentist a few weeks ago, and I immediately pictured the same kind of seat I’d sat on there.

I sniffed the air again. “We’re not at the dentist, are we?”

Liam laughed. “No, baby, we’re not.”

“Thank God, because that would not be romantic.”

I heard the sound of wheels and what had to be Liam sitting.

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