Forget Me Not by Brooke Blaine

Author:Brooke Blaine [Blaine, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Brooke Blaine
Published: 2018-02-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

CAN YOU MOVE it a little to the right? Yeah, in front of the window. Perfect.”

As the movers positioned Reid’s present where I indicated, I leaned against the wall and imagined the reaction Reid would have when he saw what I’d found earlier that morning. It wasn’t fancy by any stretch of the imagination, but I had a feeling he’d appreciate the gesture, and with it being my day off, I didn’t want to waste another moment in showing him. After I gave the movers a tip, they left and I sent a quick text to Reid.

Not even five minutes later, the doorbell rang, and it didn’t stop until I opened the door, chuckling at Reid’s impatience. He stood on the doorstep, out of breath and with his hands on his hips. “Did you run all the way over here?” I asked.

“You said come quick.” He looked me up and down. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong. I just thought maybe you’d want to see your surprise.”

Reid’s eyebrows went up to his hairline. “A surprise? For me?”

“Yep. Close your eyes.”

“Wait—is it a good surprise or a bad surprise?”

“Just close ’em.”

“You’re being awfully cryptic today.”

“I believe the proper Southern term is ‘clear as mud.’ Are they closed?” I waved my hand in front of Reid’s face, and when I was satisfied he wasn’t peeking, I took his wrist and led him down the hall. There hadn’t been space in the living room for what I’d found at a secondhand shop a town over from Floyd Hills, so his surprise was currently taking up the spot where my small kitchen table used to be—since I never used it anyway.

“Can I open them yet?” Reid said.

“You’re so impatient.”

“I think you enjoy driving me crazy.”

I coughed as I thought, You have no idea. “Keep ’em closed.” As we came to a stop at the opening between the kitchen and living room, my nerves got the better of me and I almost turned him back around. Maybe I’d overdone it. Or maybe it wasn’t such a great idea after all—

“Ollie, you’re killin’ me here.”

“Okay, okay,” I said, and let go of his wrist. “You can open them.”

“Finally.” When Reid’s eyes opened, the grin on his lips fell as his jaw went slack, and he froze.

“Surprise,” I said, gesturing toward the piano all Vanna White, but the longer he went without speaking, the more my smile wavered. He was so still and quiet, I wasn’t sure if he was breathing.

“Uh, I thought”—I cleared my throat—“since you can’t have one at your place, you could…you know. Maybe have one here. To use anytime you want.”

“I… I don’t…” He blinked a couple of times. “I don’t know what to say. Ollie…”

My stomach plummeted. “If you don’t like it, I can take it back,” I said quickly. “I know it’s probably not the kind you’re used to…were used to. But it plays, and I have someone coming out later today to tune it up for you so it sounds good.”

“You bought me a piano,” Reid whispered, as he stepped toward it and ran a hand lightly over the top.

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