Some nights change
everything. Some mornings change you.
“Would you consider recording New Love
regardless of how it does at Gabe’s? I’m afraid the ball might stop rolling if
we don’t keep behind it,” she suggested, hoping he’d see her reasoning. After
all, why should they stop now? Even if New Love only made it in the top
fifty, that was still a good showing, wasn’t it?
James glanced quickly at her. “Sure, but
why?”
She took a deep breath, letting it out
slowly. “Oh, you know. To prove to myself I can do this. That I’m cut out to be
a songwriter.”
He chuckled lightly, squeezing her
fingers. “Actually, I was going to ask you the same thing.”
“Really?” she exclaimed, feeling the
nervous beads on her brow dissipate. I should have known. Worry wart that I
am. “With the same conditions?”
James pulled into her driveway and around
to the backdoor. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. Why fix something that’s
not broke?”
He captured her lips in a deep,
mind-blowing kiss before releasing her hand and looking out the windshield.
“We’ll talk about it later. We both need some sleep.” He fidgeted a bit, but
didn’t look at or touch her again. “Don’t worry, Heather. Frank’s been working
on the song for a while; it won’t take much to get it ready. In fact, I think
maybe we can do a test run tonight…if you’re up to it.”
“Sure,” she said, sliding out of the car. Heather’s
image in his rearview mirror haunted James. She’d looked defeated, rejected and
used…like an old toy. Boy, was she wrong. He’d had something important to ask
her, but he’d lost his nerve. Especially after she’d asked about the next song.
The timing just wasn’t right. Destiny had stepped between them, forcing him to
wait for another opportunity.
He flipped open his cell phone, punching
Frank’s pre-programmed number.
“This better be good,” Frank said, sleep dripping
in his voice.
“Just listen. Tonight we’re going to
introduce New Love at the club. I’ll fill you in later today. Later.”
James closed the phone, cutting off the call. He’d never been afraid of
anything in his life, except getting married again. Now he couldn’t wait to do
it again, if she’d have him.
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