Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 96249 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 481(@200wpm)___ 385(@250wpm)___ 321(@300wpm)
Several times, I’ve found myself thinking this could be our life. Me writing music and Trev pouring his presence into me, fueling my words and the bright colors in my head that have come back so vividly. More vibrant and lively than ever.
Trevor
I had to reheat dinner because I refused to interrupt Lynn from her music. The smile on her face as she played and wrote made my chest fill with pride. She’s amazing.
That light has returned to her eyes today. This is the Lynn I know. This is the girl I’ve always loved.
Her laughter rings out like music as we sit on the living room floor around the coffee table. She just bit into one of my sorry attempts at these cupcakes.
“You were gonna lie to me to save my feelings, weren’t you?” I chuckle.
She nods. “Lord knows I was gonna try.” She laughs. “Where’s the sugar, honey?” she says with that sweet Texas twang of hers.
“Come on now. They can’t be that bad.”
I pick one up and take a bite of it. Immediately, I pull a face. It tastes horrible, like dry cement and flour. I drop the uneaten cupcake and spit what’s in my mouth out into a napkin.
Lynn’s laughing so hard at me she falls over onto her side. My feelings aren’t even hurt as I watch the happiness on her face. I’d ruin a hundred dozen more batches just to see this look.
When she somewhat composes herself, she sits up, wiping tears from her eyes. I can tell she’s fighting hard to hold the rest of her mirth in. I shake my head as I let out my own laughter.
“I think I used the flour instead of the sugar,” I say sheepishly.
She nods and gives me a sad face. “I think you did too. Don’t worry, I’ll make us some we can eat. You still have more ingredients?”
“I’m certain I have sugar, that’s for sure.”
She bursts out into more laughter, not able to hold it in any longer. I move closer to her and tug her into my body as I hold her while her body shakes with laughter.
“They say laughter is like medicine,” I murmur into the top of her hair.
“Uh-uh, you’re the best remedy for all my troubles. The laughter is just included.”
“I feel the same way,” I say and take her lips in a kiss.
I had a feeling earlier she was thanking me because she’s healing. As she looks up in my eyes tonight, I know that’s what it was. She’s glowing again.
I’m doing the right thing. This is right for her. I can live with that.
CHAPTER 30
The Arena
Lynn
“That was amazing,” I say as the concert comes to an end.
I was so excited when Trev told me we’d be going to the Roman Arena for a concert. The music was fantastic, and this arena has its own magic about it. I can only hope to someday play somewhere that will make my music sound so enchanting.
“I wish it were you up there,” Trev says.
“I was just thinking the same thing. Maybe someday,” I reply and lift my shoulders to my ears, trying to hold my excitement inside.
“It will happen and I’ll be in the front row watching.”
“From your lips to God’s ears, honey. To make that happen, I’d have to be an international sensation. Right now, no one knows me outside our hometown.”
“Not for much longer. You’re going to take the world by storm, gorgeous.”
I remain speechless as I smile up at him. I love his confidence in me. It reminds me of our talk and how he said he helped Brooke come up with a way to get my daddy to allow me to pursue my music.
I wrap my hands around his strong arm as he leads us out of the arena. I’ve had a ton of fun here in Verona and it’s only been three days. I hope our next stop speaks to me as much as this place has.
“Are you hungry?”
“Yeah, I could stand to eat,” I respond.
“Good, I have reservations for tonight.”
“You’re an amazing boyfriend. You know that?”
“I try, darlin’. I do try.”
I laugh at his words and give his arm a little squeeze. I don’t know what I’m going to do for an entire year without him. Maybe we shouldn’t wait so long to come clean with my daddy.
“I’ll take one of those,” Trev says, pulling my attention back to the present.
I focus as he hands a street vendor with roses some money. A smile breaks across my face. Trev hands me the rose and winks down at me. I lift on my toes to kiss his cheek.
Before I can settle back down on my feet, he turns his face to capture my lips, wrapping his arm around my waist to hold me to him and kiss me deeper. When he breaks the kiss, I turn away, blushing as I place my nose to the rose. Its sweet fragrance fills my head and causes me to smile even more.