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CHAPTER32

BRODIE

It was good to be home.

Not that I didn’t love Nashville, but being back near my folks and my sister and being near the ocean again was just what I needed after another grueling year of touring.

I wasn’t into holistic healing or anything like that, but there was something about the sea air that gave me new life. Anytime I was burned out, I came here and replenished the creative juices.

And knowing Van was staying with me for the foreseeable future?

I was overloaded with happiness.

After a two-and-a-half-hour plane ride, we landed in Providence. Then Dawson drove us to my cottage in Jamestown.

It was like time had stood still in this place with the stately homes, lush gardens, and miles of unspoiled beaches.

Van hadn’t said much since we landed. I worried that it was this morning’s talk.

Then I thought about the pictures of me in his home, and I couldn’t help but smile. Even if it took a while for him to catch up, a part of him always knew what he wanted.

I turned to find Van glued to his phone.

“What are you reading?” I asked.

“Articles about the concert. Mostly positive. But there are a few more speculating about your relationship with Colm. And with me. Apparently, we’re feuding over you.”

“I believe the correct term is ‘love triangle,’” I quipped.

Van rolled his eyes. “I thought it would’ve died down by now. Did you notice a car following us when we were headed to the airport?”

“No.”

“I did,” Van replied and leaned forward near the driver’s seat. “Hey, Daws, did you see a blue sedan following us in Nashville?”

“Yeah, we had a tail. Whoever it was, they parked near the arrivals gate and followed us to the entrance. That’s when I saw the camera. I tried to shield you as best I could, but he took a few snaps and then took off. I texted Regan. Given that the guy got their shot in a public space and left without incident, there’s nothing we can do.”

“Thanks.” Van leaned back again. “Have you ever had press follow you around here?”

“Don’t you remember when I first bought this place? I had that three-day blowout bash, and it caught the attention of local media, and then the entertainment press swarmed in. There were news choppers flying overhead. It was insane.”

“I’m afraid I’m not as exciting as a three-day bender.”

I slid my hand around his left thigh and squeezed. “I don’t want to start our trip with an argument.”

“What argument? It’s true.”

“No, it’s not. Look at me.”

“Dee, I was—”

“Van, look at me.”

As soon as his dark gaze met mine, bam. I felt the impact in my body. My heart jump-started, my dick throbbed, and my chest ached.

Every fucking time.

I shook my head. “This is already the most exciting trip of my life, and it’s all because of you.”

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