Tin Queen (Tin Gypsy Book 6) by Devney Perry

Author:Devney Perry [Perry, Devney]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Devney Perry LLC
Published: 2021-08-30T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Emmett

“So . . .” Nova turned to face me from her seat on the chaise beside mine. The expression on her face made my stomach drop.

Damn. I’d known this was coming. I’d been waiting for it. “So.”

It had been almost two months since we’d first met at The Betsy. Two months since we’d been having sex and sharing meals and spending time together. Two months, and dread of the end clung to the air like the autumn mist in the forest.

Nova had brought out a blanket tonight to ward off the chill. She had it pulled around her shoulders and her legs tucked beneath her. She’d stolen one of my hair ties to pile her tresses in a messy knot on her head. Her cheeks were rosy. The tip of her nose was a matching shade of pink.

Beautiful. Unforgettable.

I’d told her we could sit inside but she’d insisted on the deck. She seemed to love it out here as much as I did.

Hell, it was going to be lonely sitting out here without her.

“I have to go back to Missoula tomorrow.”

Damn. Damn. Just because I’d known it was coming didn’t make it easier to hear. It was on the tip of my tongue to ask her not to go, but the words would be wasted.

The past two weeks had been some of the best in my life, and I’d be a fool not to admit it was because of her. Ever since that night at The Betsy when she’d found me after the barbeque, we’d spent as much time together as possible.

Part of me knew it was because we’d been barreling toward the finish line. No amount of pumping the brakes would stop its fast approach.

And now we were here. The end.

“Okay.” There wasn’t anything else to say. Just . . . okay.

“I need to get my life back together there before Monday. Do laundry. All of that.”

I nodded. God, I wanted to beg her to stay through tomorrow and the weekend. Tonight couldn’t be our last night together. I wasn’t ready to let her go yet.

“But I was thinking . . . maybe I could come back next weekend.”

“Yes.” No hesitation. “Come back. Except . . .”

“What?”

“My friends are throwing me a birthday party. Here.”

“Oh.” Her body sagged.

“Just think about it.”

“Okay,” she whispered, sadness in her gaze. She didn’t want this to end either.

Not yet.

One more weekend wouldn’t make it any harder. It wouldn’t make it any easier, but it wouldn’t make it any harder, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye for good.

“Will you miss me this week?” she asked.

“Yes.” Again, no hesitation.

“Good.” A smile tugged at her mouth as she stood, shuffling to my chair and bringing the blanket along with her.

I shifted, making space for her to sit between my legs and lean against my chest.

The smell of her perfume enveloped me, sensual and deep and complicated, like the woman herself. I drew it in, holding it for a long breath, then wrapped my arms around her and held tight.

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