EpilogueTrevorSix months later,“To ‘A Night To Remember’,” the crowd celebrating with us choruses after the toast, and I angle my body towards Gracie, clink glasses with her, then allow my smile to widen.It’s her book launch, and we’ve decided to celebrate it at Espresso Books, the café that holds both our hearts.“I want to thank every one of you for being here tonight,” Gracie says to the crowd, and she gains their attention flawlessly.She looks amazing tonight in her flowing red satin dress. The flair of the hips hugs her figure perfectly, and the color blends perfectly with her creamy skin while matching her hair.Breathtaking,I think, without taking my eyes off her.Today and every other day in our lives, she’s the only woman I have eyes for. I never thought it possible to love and want one person so intensely that it consumes me.Knowing I can’t live without her no longer scares me. Gracie shows me every day how powerful love can be.“A Night To Rememberis a book I’ve dedic
Gracie“What do we do? Will you go out there to meet them?” Natalie asks me in a hushed tone that evening while I’m hiding inside Espresso Books's changing room. “Everyone out there wants a picture or an autograph with you.”“This makes no sense,” I lament, shaking my head. Why would Trevor do a shout-out to me? I can’t stop thinking about the words he said on national TV after the previous night's game.Each time I recall the excitement in his eyes and voice, my heart skips a beat. This is what you wanted, right? He said he loves you.“But not on national TV!” I mutter with a cringe.“What did you say?” Natalie asks me, and I lift my head to look at her.“Call the cops, Natalie,” I whisper. “I want everyone out of the bookstore. I’m not the celebrity. Trevor is.”Natalie smiles and lifts herself off the ground where she sits beside me.“I’ll do that,” she answers, but a rapid knock comes on the door before she can move.I stiffen and shoot her a panicked gaze. What the heck!“Gracie?
TrevorThe pang in my head is too intense to bear, and it leaves me with a parched feeling in my throat. I realize after sitting up on my bed that the constant ringing in my ears is my alarm.Shoot! I’m late for my game.I scramble out of bed and head for my shower quickly. Jace is in the living room when I head out, and he looks at me briefly before shaking his head. It’s only been two weeks since Gracie has been away, and my life is a mess.“You okay, man?” he asks. “Sure you can make it for the game in time?”“I need to make it,” I answer, heading for the door. The only thing that keeps me sane since Gracie left is the game. On the court, I can forget all my worries and indulge in the rush of the game that exceeds every other feeling.I have to meet with the rest of the team in about thirty minutes, and we’ll have a little practice pump before the main game tonight. It’s not a major practice, but it’s a way for our coach to hype us up for the big night.“I’ll come watch you tonight
GracieI’m staring at the bookshelves that morning when Natalie walks in and shocks me out of my solemn mood. She laughs when she walks around my table and takes the free seat opposite mine.“What’s happening?” she asks with her usual smile, then flips her hair over one shoulder. It’s my first day back at work after returning to Golden Bay two days ago, and it feels good to be back in my safe space. I spent the past two days working on my book. It’s getting harder to work on my characters when their story feels so similar to mine. I want a happy ending, but then my main male character, Nate, is the kind of man who doesn’t believe in love just like Trevor.I’ve decided to take a deep breath and let it sit for a while. I’ll come up with something to continue on when I get back to it. I can’t let my experience with Trevor break my belief in love. I’ll give my characters a happy ending somehow. That I’m sure of.“Nothing much,” I answer before closing my laptop. “Got here early, made myse
Zane drives Gracie off to the airport the next morning, and we don’t even say goodbye before she leaves. I’m in my living room after that trying to catch up on the game, but the silence in the air torments me, and I can’t bear it.It’ll pass after a few days. When I first left Golden Bay, I thought about her all the time. Not a single day passed without me missing her, but I got over it in the end. I’m sure it’ll be the same thing this time.My doorbell rings later that day, and I expect to see Zane on the other end when I limp over to open it.“You’re in so much trouble, trust me,” Jace says the moment I open up, and he flashes the bottle he’s holding at me.“What are you doing here?” I question once I let him in. We haven’t spoken since the last time we fought in Golden Bay, and this is the longest we’ve spoken since we first became friends in high school.“Where’s my sister?” he asks once he enters the house.It’s not Jace’s first time visiting me in New York, and so he leads the w
TrevorIt was a long night, and it feels like it’ll be an even longer day. Zane keeps pacing around in front of me while trying to counter every reason I bring up.“I want her gone,” I say to him, ignoring the light ache in my chest that arises each time I think of Gracie leaving. It’s the right thing to do, I tell myself. Last night, I almost gave into the selfish part of me that wanted to cling to her and never let go. I can’t do that to her. Sending her back to Golden Bay is the right thing to do. I’ve held onto the fear of turning out like my father for so long and everything I’ve done... Staying away from her till now is all because I don’t want to hurt her.“We can make it seem as if she’s returned to her life in Golden Bay, and I can take exotic trips to visit her there often, but I just... I need her out of this house.”I didn’t think this through. I should have known having Gracie this close would be the death of me. I never forgot about her or the hint of passion in her eyes