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Dax found a place to park and did just that. His fingers were bruised and his knee banged up against the trunk a little too hard, but he finally managed to get over the fence and make it into the property.
He ran toward the front of the house and hurried up the steps. If he’d known what room was hers, he probably would have just tried getting her attention there, but there were far too many windows and there was no telling if she was even in her room.
Dax pounded his fist on the door and stepped back, waiting for it to open. When no one came right away, he lifted his hand again only to have the door swing inward, revealing a tall, slender man in a suit.
The man’s eyes narrowed. “Mr. Heaton, I presume.”
“Darn straight. I’m here to see Sarah.” He stood on his toes to peer around who he could only assume was her father. “She will want to see me.” That was a bold-faced lie, but he wasn’t going anywhere until he had a word with the woman he loved.
“Miss Newton is unavailable. I’m going to have to ask you to leave the premises.”
“Sarah!” he called. “I’m not leaving until I speak to her.”
“Like I said, she is unavailable.”
“I don’t believe you. You know? I heard about you. She said her parents were controlling, but I never thought they’d prevent her from seeing a visitor. Why not? Is it this?” He grabbed his cowboy hat from his head and threw it on the ground. “Or these?” He lifted his boots. “Am I too dirty or do I work too hard?”
The man’s features remained smooth as Dax made a fool of himself. “Sir, you have me mistaken for someone else. Miss Newton is out to dinner with her parents.”
His fury evaporated faster than spit on a hot summer sidewalk. Heat crawled up the back of his neck. “Oh.”
The man’s gaze shifted to a spot behind Dax. “Again. I’m going to have to ask you to—”
“Dax?”
He whirled around to find Sarah standing with two people who were definitely her parents. Behind them was a limousine. How on earth had they managed to arrive without him noticing?
Shoot. Had they seen his little tantrum?
Sarah moved forward a few steps. “Dax, what are you doing here?”
Just seeing her, the way her brown wavy hair framed her face, the way her makeup was done just right, made his heart soar. She almost didn’t look like the Sarah he knew. There wasn’t a smudge of dirt across her cheek. Gone were the cowboy hat, jeans, and boots. In their place was a blouse and black pencil skirt that came to her knees. She wore a pair of black stiletto heels which made her almost as tall as he was.
She was beautiful.
“Dax?” she repeated as she shot a quick look at her parents.
He scooped up his hat and held it with both of his hands. “I—um—came to see you.”
Sarah closed the distance between them. “You should have called.”
“I couldn’t risk it.”
She hugged herself, standing awkwardly in front of him. “Maybe we should take a walk.”
He glanced from the man at the door to her parents and nodded. “My apologies.” The guy he assumed was her father bit back a smile, but her mother’s dark gaze was enough to make his insides go cold.
They walked side by side as they headed around the house along a sidewalk that led through an ornate garden. Flowers, trees, and shrubs grew in perfect harmony, filling the air with a variety of scents.
The yard was large enough it could have been a public park. Lights set the garden aglow, showcasing the property in a way that would have landed this whole scene in a painting. “I can’t believe you grew up here,” he murmured.
She didn’t meet his gaze. “It’s not as great as you might think.”
“Right.”
She’d mentioned as much when they’d shared about their childhoods.
“I guess it’s true what they say. The grass is always greener on the other side.”
