Secret Rooms and Stolen Kisses: A Romance (Bank Street Stories Book 4) by Brooke St. James

Author:Brooke St. James [St. James, Brooke]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Parkside Press
Published: 2021-01-12T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

A month later

I cared, I cared, I cared so much.

I told Trey that I did not care if he went to Mexico on an extended, glamourous wedding vacation as a date to a most-likely-beautiful woman, but I cared. I cared way more than I thought I would.

Dang it.

I had no idea why I was so nonchalant when he talked to me about that blasted trip to Mexico. I basically begged him to go. What had I been thinking? I experienced regret and jealousy in full force during the month that followed. I had to make a conscious choice to not obsess about the regret.

I talked to Trey during the three weeks before his trip, but I didn't let all of my walls down. We talked about neutral topics, like construction and general progress on the building. It was difficult to keep my distance when I was so tempted to give in to the fairytale feeling of it all, but I just couldn't let myself be vulnerable with that trip coming up.

Todd completed his work on the downstairs in no time. He was aware that there was construction on the roof, but I told him it was happening upstairs, which was the truth and all he needed to know. I had fun managing things, and I found myself downstairs quite a bit, making plans and watching progress. I talked to Trey, but I mostly kept it work related. In the back of my mind, he would go to the wedding and things would happen that would result in getting my heart broken. I felt like I was holding my breath until he got that trip over with.

And finally, after what seemed like a year, ten years even, it was time for Trey to come back to Galveston.

So much had happened with the building that I couldn’t believe it had only been a month since his last visit. The secret room was totally transformed. Apartment 202 also had work done, and I was extremely excited for Trey to see all of it.

It was Friday afternoon when he arrived in Galveston. I had been in close enough contact with him that I knew he would be there by dinner time.

I was nervous, and things had been slightly distant between us, but I wanted to give him a warm welcome, so I cooked a meal. I pulled out all the stops, making three dishes even though I was normally used to cooking quick and easy things by myself. I cooked homemade macaroni and cheese, some steak, which I had already sliced, and green beans.

I was sweaty from all the scrambling in the kitchen, and I decided to take a quick shower before he arrived. I left it to stay warm on the stove while I freshened up. I rushed to get it all done, but he took longer to get there than I anticipated.

I was just about to walk over to his apartment when my phone rang.

"Hello?" I said, answering the phone on the first ring.

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