Page 25 of My Heart Remembers


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“Yeah, please,” I reply, trying my utmost to hold back all the feelings that are burning in my chest. I want to tell her how I much I want her. How much I want to be part of her life. How much I love her.

But I can’t.

I made a promise.

And Corran Beattie is a man of his word.

“My dad will be wondering where I’ve gotten to,” I offer in an attempt to get us back into general conversation.

Thankfully, she picks up my clumsy segue. “Like we are teenagers again,” she says with a small smile.

“He’s just really excited about the car,” I mutter.

She laughs. “I didn’t mean to offend you. I can hardly talk about parental control. I had to join the Army to get a bit of freedom. Do you still live on the farm?”

“Yeah. Not in the main farmhouse. Pa and I converted the old barns in the south field. They are stunning, we did a good job.”

“Though you say so yourself,” she observes.

“You should come over sometime, I’ll show you.”

The words escape my mouth before I can engage my brain.

Shut up, Corran.

This cannot happen.

We can be friends. We were friends before we were lovers. Surely, we can manage as friends.

No. We can’t.

Friends will never be enough for me.

Because from the first time I set eyes on her, I loved her. And I still do.

CHAPTER 9

Victoria

As I wait for Corran at the front door of Meadow View, I tap my foot.

13:05.

He is late.

I roll my eyes. Like I need any excuse to split. My insides are swirling like a washing machine.

What the hell happened last night?

Corran’s dad bought my dad’s Jeep.

And I kissed Corran.

Why?

Why the hell did I do that?

The ghosts of old dance round my brain, mocking the ridiculousness, the impossibility of Corran and I ever being a thing. We were friends, nothing more. I suppose we are friends still.

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