Jim opened the limo door, but Logan held out his hand as he shook his head. Then, he walked to the garage and opened the door. Inside, cars of all makes and models lined the walls. The garage was actually as big as a small warehouse. The collection of cars inside was priceless.Logan walked purposefully over to a vintage red convertible Corvette with the top down sitting a few cars down to the right and opened the passenger door.“Logan, you’re too upset,” I said, stopping in the middle of the room.“Yeah. So?”“So, you shouldn’t be driving when you’re this upset.”“I’m okay,” he said as he motioned toward the door. “Let’s go.”I didn’t move. “Is this your car?”He shrugged as he bit his lip. “Why do you ask?”I took a step toward him. “No offense, but I don’t want to spend the night in jail for gr

“Alyssa,” a familiar voice said in the distance. Someone was holding my hand. I tried to open my eyes as I fought the darkness. “Alyssa, it’s me. Craig. Wake up.” But his voice wasn’t the one I longed to hear. Tears trickled from my eyes onto the pillow as I slowly opened my eyes. “Craig … Logan.” He nodded as he bit his lower lip. “Yes. I know, Alyssa. I’m so sorry,” he said as sincerity lit his eyes. Then, he looked around to others in the room. “She’s awake!” Somehow, my head was feeling better and I could hear properly. My eyesight had greatly improved, too. “How long have I been out?” He let out a deep breath as my mother appeared at my side. “Almost a week since the last time you woke.” “From the last time I woke?” I asked in disbelief. She nodded as tears formed in her eyes. “Mom, could I speak with Craig along for a minute?” I tried to sit up, and both my mother and my father helped me. My head wasn’t sp

I looked at the time and grabbed my purse and coat. It was November in Nashville and getting quite cold. After glancing around my office to make sure everything was in place, I turned out the light and hurried to the reception area where Mrs. Farrow was already gathering her things.“Don’t stay too late,” I called to her as I walked past.“Don’t worry. I won’t,” she said as she slipped into her coat. “Jim and I are going out tonight.”I smiled. Jim was her husband. After thirty years of marriage and many children and grandchildren later, they were still in love. They made a cute couple. “Tell him I said hello.” I set my purse down on a nearby chair and slipped into my coat. “Going dancing?”She laughed as she prepared her things. “Heavens no! Just a quiet dinner. If we tried to go dancing, Jim would probably throw out his hip.” I laughed as she leaned in conspiratori

I grinned as my eyebrows pulled together, confused. “What’s that supposed to mean?”He shrugged as he dug into another chicken wing. “I trust your judgment.”I took a bite of my burger, resisting the urge to moan. They had the best burgers in Nashville. “And you think that she’s good enough to handle a venue of that magnitude?”He smiled. “Actually, it’s a private party in the Jacob K. Javits Convention Center. It’s not a huge venue, but an important one.”I nodded, understanding. “Is she that good?”He shrugged. “Well, I wouldn’t be asking you to do this if she wasn’t.” Frank let out a deep breath as he wiped his hands on his napkin. “Actually, she’s a great musician, too. Reminds me a lot of you at her age. I just need to know if she can handle the big time.”I nodded as memories of when I first started out flooded

Once we were alone, Casey looked at me sheepishly. “I hope I didn’t wake you.”My lips curled into a smile. “No. Actually, I needed to wake up. I can’t believe I fell asleep like that. I was out late last night, talking to Frank.”She nodded as she tightened her grip on the armrest. “What did he say?” She looked over at me, suddenly attentive at the casual mention of Frank Mallory’s name.I shrugged. “Not a lot.” I decided to distract her. “But when we get to New York, we’re going shopping.”Casey’s face suddenly brightened, the plane ride momentarily forgotten. “Really?”I smiled. “He wants you to look just right for the party.”She looked down at her jeans and laughed. “So, no holey jeans, huh?”I laughed as I shook my head. “No. I’m afraid not. But don’t worry. We’ll find you somethin