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“Then come because you’re my friend and I’m shaking at the thought of telling him.” She laughs a little and dabs at her eyes.
I search her eyes as she looks at me anxiously.
“Please, Logan.”
“Okay.” I give her a soft smile.
She stands, still not having touched her coffee. “Let’s take my car. Or you can follow me.”
“You want to go now?”
She swipes a final tear away and straightens, taking a deep breath. “I’ve waited long enough.”
My phone buzzes in my pocket and I pull it out.
Drew: Call me.
I slide it back into my pocket. A man of many words, as usual. I’ll call him after we see Spencer. After seeing that picture on Gabrielle’s phone, I think I’m going to have a lot to tell him too.
Chapter 34
Logan
Iracedowntheroad, throwing the Vulcan down a gear to take a bend.
Maddy.
She’s all I’ve been able to think about since I left Spencer’s house. Gabrielle’s still there. They had a lot to talk about. A lot of arrangements to make. A lot to look forward to.
And everything he and I need to discuss is now scheduled into a meeting tomorrow morning. First thing tomorrow things will start changing.
The Riches always find a way.
I grin as I floor the gas. I called Dad the second I began to drive. The hope in his voice was tangible, tinting the air inside my car with white light, like snowflakes in a gray sky. We’re still fifteen million short. The business could still fold. But we’re closer. We’re one fucking step closer, when all I feel like I’ve done since Italy is taken steps back, further and further away from the end of this fucking tunnel we’re inside.
But now there’s a light.
A small one. But it’s growing. I don’t have to marry a woman I don’t love to find a way out.
Gabrielle was right. Spencer’s way of seeing things changed the moment she showed him the photograph on her phone. He looked shocked, excited, and somehow, at peace, all at the same time. I guess knowing your time is coming makes you see things with new perspective.
I slam to a halt outside Maddy’s apartment building and fly from my car. She’ll have finished work. I pray she’s home. I’ve not had any luck the past three days when coming here to look for her. But I’m here anyway. I couldn’t imagine going anywhere else.
She is the first person I knew I had to be face to face with when I told them the news. Not Mum. Not Dad. Her. The girl who claims to hate me. Yet everything she does says otherwise.
“Smiles,” I say as I press the intercom. “Come on, pick up, baby. Please be home.”
Nothing.
I pull out my phone and bring up my call list, hitting her name. It goes straight to voicemail. I jump back into my car and start the engine. Maybe she’s with her parents. I bring Drew’s number up. The Bluetooth picks it up and the ringing echoes inside the car as I turn around and drive.
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Hey. Mads with you?” I swing around a bend and then reach up to tug my tie loose. I feel like stripping all my clothes off and doing a fucking victory lap around my car in the street. This is the closest that things have been to a solution in weeks.
“No. And if you’d called me back three hours ago, then you’d know she’s not,” Drew growls. “What the fuck did you say to her?”
“What?” I check the wing mirror as I overtake the car in front. “Nothing. I haven’t seen her. She’s still avoiding me.”
