The rest of the day is uneventful–as much as it can be when it comes to my family.
Lunch with everyone is nice, and I get to hear all about the party that I missed. No one brings up the ex-boyfriend topic, which makes me utterly grateful, although I have to ignore Chad’s glances at me every once in a while when someone mentions Spencer or his family. But since it has nothing to do with me, I don’t even flinch when I hear his name.
And because I slept poorly the night before, I retreat to bed earlier than usual, taking the opportunity to rest since I have to go to work tomorrow.
A week flies by, and eventually, the wedding buzz dissipates, bringing back my calm and peaceful days. I get to work in the morning, leave before the sun is down, go for an evening jog or horseback riding, and then return home for dinner. Sometimes, depending on their work schedule, Chad and Lauren join us back at the ranch, but mostly, it’
I wake up to find three new text messages from Spencer on my phone. After sleeping it off, I now feel completely guilty for ghosting him last night, even though I was too tired and slightly drunk from all the wine I had. It was very childish to feel the way I felt when I saw that woman, and even though people always tell us to trust our gut, I just don’t think I had reason to act the way I did.Poppy was right; it was nothing, and I overreacted.Before even stretching, I open the messages, hoping Spencer isn’t mad at me or anything like that. Today is a huge day for him. I should be the first one to support him.‘Are you sleeping?’‘Guess you are. Just got home now. Things at the office look okay. I really think tomorrow will be great. Fingers crossed.’‘I could never have done this without you. I love you.’This last m
I trust Spencer. He’d never do anything to hurt me.“Girl, listen to me. Don’t overthink this, okay? Let’s just do something together to distract you, and then later, you can ask Spencer if you want. Or even wait to see if he tells you something himself,” my friend suggests.It’s the wisest thing to do. But I just know I won’t be able to get this out of my head, even though I saw nothing incriminating. Spencer can meet whoever he wants, whether it’s a man or a woman. I’m not that controlling. I don’t ever want to be that person.“Okay, fine. You’re probably right. I’m just intimidated by her presence and beauty, that’s all. Should I still go there and offer my help, though?”“What if this is an important meeting? You don’t want to ruin things for him, do you?” Poppy retorts, making me be reasonable. This is one of the many reasons I love having her
In the end, being questioned by Aubrie wasn’t as bad as Spencer made me believe it would be. I had actually forgotten how witty and funny she is since we barely see each other in a lighter environment. She’s usually working and so busy when I come by the bookstore that it’s just not the same.Aubrie was very nice when she cornered me leaving the bathroom and cautiously asked about my relationship with Spencer and how serious we were. If anything, she seemed more concerned about her brother than anything else, and I didn’t mind her questions. I knew she was just looking after him. I assure her I’m in this for all the right reasons, and I truly care about her brother.Once the week starts, Spencer and I are back to our busy routines at work. However, I manage to find a moment to visit his office since I haven’t had the chance to do it yet, and I wanted to do it before he officially opened it. The launch party is happening tomorrow nigh
Spencer picks me up on Sunday to take us to his sister’s house. Funny enough, I’m equally excited and nervous to be with his family. They are people I already know, but still, it feels so official to be there with him after so long that I can’t help but feel like this. The last time I went to this house, we were still in high school, when they lived with their grandma after their parents’ death. It’s Aubrie and her family’s house now as their grandparents have also passed.Before he can turn off the car or even begin to get out of it, his niece Caitlin shows up at the front door, rushing toward her uncle with her cute, curly blonde hair bobbing over her shoulders, her little arms stretched in front of her. Spencer hurries out of the car and squats down to hold her, and she wraps her arms around his neck, her bright blue eyes—the Bailey family’s signature—shyly on me.She looks exactly like her father, except for her
Way too soon, we are back home. I wasn’t ready to return to normal life, but Spencer has so much to do before his record label’s launch party (and I have to figure out what to do with my life) that staying away for too long felt wrong, although magical.I never thought I’d be able to experience such delightful and unforgettable days again in my life. Especially not with Spencer.But life always finds a way to surprise us, I guess.For the next few days, Spencer and I barely see each other. He has so much to put in order—he’s bought an office downtown, but according to him, even though the place is great, some adjustments and renovations need to be made before it can officially function as his record label.Not only the fact that he’s busy keeps me from seeing him, but I am actually keeping myself occupied, helping my mom and Alice at the bakery. Surprisingly enough, I love it. Way more than I thought I would. I used to
Surprisingly—and proudly enough—Spencer and I manage to go three more rounds before we’re finally exhausted and drained. I don’t think I’ve ever been this horny before, but I guess that’s what happens when you’re in the desert for too long, thirsty for some water.When you find yourself a gallon, it’s hard to let go.But even though I feel like I won’t be able to move tomorrow–let alone stand and walk, my body and my core too sore from all the exercises we just got–I can’t sleep.My eyes are wide open as I stare at the wooden ceiling, one of Spencer’s arms under my head and the other wrapped around my waist, keeping me close to his warm chest. I can’t move, but I’m so utterly happy that I’m afraid my heart might burst from my chest at any moment now.How is it possible for just one person to make you feel so complete? I could die now, and I wouldn’t compl