Easy Come, Easy Ghost by Jane Hinchey

Author:Jane Hinchey [Hinchey, Jane]
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Eleven

I hadn’t meant to fall asleep. I’d returned to the apartment, caught sight of my sunburned and bruised face, and wanted to cry, and I wasn’t a crier. Instead, I’d taken a shower, which helped somewhat, then I’d stretched out on the bed, telling myself I’d have a five-minute rest before joining Sylvia, who was puttering about in the kitchen. She’d taken one look at me and said she’d move dinner reservations to tomorrow night instead.

The weight of the bed dipping near my hip had me opening my eyes to discover the room was dark. Where had the sun gone?

“Garp?” I garbled into the darkness.

“I’m not sure if you’re asking what time is it? Or where are you?” Kade chuckled, his hand coming to rest on my hip. “Mom said you were resting. Are you okay?”

“I’m sorry about today. I’m such an idiot. I barged my way into plans you had with your dad.”

“What are you even talking about?” He sounded genuinely puzzled.

“Today. Golf.” I was choked up with emotion. The nap hadn’t helped, and right now I yearned for home, to be in familiar surroundings, have Ben tell me to pull my head out of my butt, have Bandit lavish me with unconditional love, and Thor demanding to be fed. I missed home.

“You didn’t ruin anything, if that’s what you’re thinking.” Kade lay down beside me, entwining his fingers with mine. “Having you join us for golf wasn’t a problem if that’s what’s gotten into your gorgeous head. Are you forgetting Dad invited you? Actually, having you join us forced Dad to take it easy. You took so long at each shot that he sat down and rested at every hole.”

“Oh. That’s good then.”

“Audrey.” He heaved a sigh. “What’s going on? You’ve been out of sorts all day.”

“Nothing. Everything’s fine,” I lied.

“Everything is not fine.” He cursed, rolling toward me. I could just see his outline in the dim room. “Audrey…” He paused, the silence ominous. “Are you getting cold feet?”

I frowned. “No, my feet aren’t cold.” What an odd question. Then I realized what he meant and felt all sorts of a fool all over again. “Oh! You mean about the wedding!”

“Don’t you want to marry me anymore?” His voice was deep, low, and full of anguish.

I blindly reached out, groping for his face in the dark, until I eventually managed to cup his cheeks in my hands. “I want to marry you more than anything,” I whispered, voice thick with tears. “I love you.”

“Thank God,” he said. “I love you too.” The kiss that followed was full of love and promise and heat and passion. He was my everything. And I realized I’d been hurting him. With my frustration with Amanda and the wedding planning, I had been feeling very anti-wedding. But not anti-marriage.

“It’s just…” I eventually whispered against his lips.

“It’s just what?”

“The wedding. I want to get married. It’s just the wedding itself. It’s a lot.”

He heaved a sigh, wrapped his arms around me, and rolled, pulling me to lie on top of him.

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