Maybe Memphis (Bishop Family Book 3) by Brooke St. James

Author:Brooke St. James [St. James, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Blue House Press
Published: 2017-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

I did it.

I made plans to go to Chicago and try out for the role of Nikki the following week.

In the meantime, I had nightly conversations with Gray on the phone. A few of the nights, we lost track of time and talked into the wee hours of morning. We had kept everything on a friendly level, but I, no doubt, had feelings for him. I couldn’t wait to see him.

The whole thing was very exciting, but I had just arrived in Chicago, and I missed my little girl already. I went away for one night to a teacher's conference in Nashville when she was still in diapers, but this time, I was staying two nights. I would arrive on Sunday evening and read for the part of Nikki on Monday afternoon before flying back to Memphis at noon on Tuesday.

Gray picked me up from the airport. I didn't have any checked luggage, so I went directly to the curbside pick up area where he told me to meet him. It was significantly colder in Chicago than it was in Memphis, and I was thankful I brought a coat. I breathed in the cool air, feeling about ten different emotions at once.

I had only been standing there for a few seconds when I spotted Gray driving my way. It took a minute or two for him to make his way up to where I was standing, and I smiled from ear to ear the whole time. The passenger's door of his truck popped open right after he came to a stop, and I peeked inside to find that Gray was leaning over and smiling at me.

"You're here," he said.

"I'm here," I agreed, climbing into the seat.

His truck had a smaller seat in the middle, and I wanted to scoot over next to him and sit in it, but I didn't. I sat in the regular passenger's seat, which might as well have been about a million miles away from Gray.

He was dressed sharply in dark jeans and a button-down shirt with a light jacket, and I looked him over as he merged back into the airport traffic. I had talked to him for so many hours on the phone that I felt like I knew him as a different person than the one I met in Memphis. I was lovestruck and slightly intimidated. I found myself short of breath like if I tried to speak, my voice would come out too deep. It's for this reason that I kept quiet.

"How was your flight?" he asked.

So much for keeping quiet.

"Good," I said. Thankfully, my voice didn't seem to betray me.

Gray concentrated on driving for a minute, passing a few cars and changing lanes to get on the right road as we exited the airport. He gave me a quick glance once we were out of the heaviest parts of traffic.

"I'm so happy you're here," he said.

"Me too," I returned, staring at the side of his face as he drove. "I missed you.

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