Chapter 17
Phoenix
I checked my hair again as Hank drove up in front of my house and parked the limo in my driveway.
Maggie made it sound like she wanted to see me. My pulse zipped. She probably wanted to say goodbye to me in person, but at least I would see her again, one more time.
My doorbell rang. I straightened the collar on the button-down shirt I’d tossed on with my jeans and opened the door.
And there she was. My blonde sweetheart was here, again. And my heart sang.
I flung the door wide open and reached for her. The second our hands met, a spark rushed through me. I hoped I would remember how soft her hands were for the rest of my days. Maybe I needed to write a song about them.
“That was beautiful singing tonight,” I said. “Come in.”
She crossed the threshold and for some
