True North by Robin Huber

Author:Robin Huber [Huber, Robin]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: second chances, second chance, southern romance, true love, soulmates, Women's Fiction
Publisher: Robin Huber
Published: 2020-05-11T18:30:00+00:00

A few minutes later, my phone whistles in my pocket and I nearly throw it at a customer’s head trying to pull it out.

Gabe: I’ll meet you there. What time?

No explanation for his radio silence, but he replied, and he wants to come. I quickly type a reply and hit send.

Me: 8:30. See you there :)

He’s busy, I remind myself. Busy handcrafting beautiful pieces of furniture in his garage...shirtless, most likely. Maybe a little sweaty.

I’m as bad as the prom queen.

I bury thoughts of Gabe and return to my work. His text was just enough to give me the fix I needed to hold me over until tonight.

“Liv Dalton,” a wonderfully familiar voice says from behind me.

“Trisha!” I turn around and see her standing in the middle of the Friday lunch crowd wearing white skinny jeans, rattan wedges, and a flowy printed silk shirt. Her wavy auburn hair is pulled back into a ponytail and her tortoise-shell sunglasses are pushed up on top of her head.

“What are you doing here so soon? I thought you weren’t going to be here until later today.”

“I was so excited to see you, I couldn’t sleep. So I left early.”

I leap toward her and throw my arms around her neck. “I’m so glad you’re here!”

She hugs me tightly. “I went to your house and your mom said you were here, so I thought I would come see for myself.” She drops her eyes over my outfit—a pair of khaki shorts, a blue Salty Lou’s T-shirt, and my running shoes, which were beginning to feel neglected. I haven’t gone running since my sprint with Gabe on the beach. But I think I’ve probably burned the same amount of calories waiting tables.

“Olivia Dalton waiting tables.” She shakes her head. “I never thought I’d see the day.”

“Why does everyone keep saying that?” I crease my eyebrows. “It’s actually kind of fun. Besides, I needed the extra money.”

“Sweetie, you have a degree in English Literature and you speak fluent French. You should be sitting in a posh high-rise office, not slinging hash in a diner.” She leans in and sniffs me. “You smell like bacon.”

“It’s not just a diner. Lou’s is a staple in my pre-Trisha life. And I happen to know that you like bacon.”

“I prefer eating it, not wearing it like perfume.”

“Well then, sit down and I’ll get you some.”

She smiles and pulls her sunglasses off her head and tosses them in her oversized purse. “I am kind of hungry.” She climbs up on a barstool. “I’ll have a house salad—dressing on the side—and a Diet Coke,” she says without looking at a menu.

“No you won’t. You’ll have the chicken and waffles and a sweet tea. No arguments,” I say, before she can disagree. “It will change your life. Trust me.” I spin around and put in the order.

“So, do we have plans for tonight?” she asks, leaning over the counter.

“Yes, as a matter of fact, we’re going to a fun bar. And,” I mumble the next words, “Gabe’s coming.

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