Page 44 of Wild Rush
Caitlyn held up a hand. “Let’s try it this way. How’d it feel when you woke up alone this morning? How do you think you’ll feel when you walk into your house tonight—when you finally get up the nerve to go home to youremptyhouse?”
God. How did Caitlyn know?
Caitlyn smiled, leaned over and covered Reena’s hand with hers. “Imagine that empty feeling for the rest of your life. Imagine not seeing him every day. Not touching him. Hearing him. Kissing him.”
“Oh god.” Reena dropped her forehead the table. “I’m in love with Rush and I let him leave.”
Caitlyn patted her head. “There you go. I’ll tell Mom you’re quitting.”
“What?” Reena snapped upright. “I can’t quit.”
“Didn’t we just have this argument?”
“It wasn’t an argument. It’s Sunday confessional, remember.” Reena smiled. The emotion welling up inside her was all consuming. Could she really do this? Uproot her life and move hundreds of miles away to be with a guy she’d only known a month? “What will I do about the house?” she murmured.
“Sell it. Rent it out. It’s a minor detail.”
God. She couldn’t believe she was thinking about doing it. “I’ll need to—” Her words were cut off by her phone. Glancing down, she saw the silly picture Rush had taken of the two of them down by the harbor lighting up her screen. “Oh.” Reena fumbled the device, almost dropped it on the floor before she managed to hit accept and bring it to her ear.
“Hi.” Her voice came out a squeak.
“You okay? Did I catch you at a bad time? I thought you were off work now?”
“No. I’m fine. I am. Off work, I mean.”
“Are you sure you’re all right?”
God, it was good to hear his voice.
Reena closed her eyes and imagined him sitting next to her asking that question. Warmth flowed through her. The heavy feeling she’d had in her chest since yesterday morning eased.
“Sabreena?” Rush snapped in her ear. “Talk to me.”
“I miss you,” she whispered.
“I miss you more, baby. God. This sucks. I’m on shift in a few minutes and all I want to do is jump in my truck and drive back to you.”
Reena smiled. “I have some good news.” She glanced over at Caitlyn.
“Tell me it’s that you’re coming to see me soon.”
“It is. How does weekend after next sound?” Could she pack up everything in that time? Probably not, but she could organize some things long distance. Like selling or renting out her house.
Caitlyn leaned over the table and whispered, “I’ll help you.”
“Is that Caitlyn?” Rush asked. “Are you still at work? I thought you said you were off now.”
“I’m still at the pub. Didn’t want to go home yet.”
“Don’t go home. Go to the airport and get the first plane up here.”
“As much as I’d love that, I can’t…but I’ll see you in less than two weeks.”
“Tell me when your plane gets into Albany and I’ll be there to pick you up.”
“Okay. I’ll let you know as soon as I confirm the details.” She had so many details to deal with.
“I gotta go.” Rush sighed. “The next two weeks are going to fucking drag.”
