“Thank you. The owners want a meeting with department managers as soon as every can be here. You’re the only one not here so…”
“I’m heading to my truck now.”
“Thanks Rush. I’ll see you when you get here.”
The call disconnected and Rush climbed into his truck and shoved the phone into its console cradle.
He had twenty minutes of uninterrupted time and—he glanced at his dashboard clock—Reena would be home from work by now.
Smiling, he turned the key and started the engine then called her.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Reena hungup the phone and blew out a breath. “Oh god, that was hard.”
“What? Not spilling the beans?” Caitlyn grinned as she placed another pile of clothes into a box.
They were in Reena’s bedroom packing.
In the past five days, they’d packed up most of the house. Today was the last of it. Other than her three suitcases, which she’d be taking with her on Sunday morning, everything had been put aside for donating or boxed up for storage.
The storage stuff had gone yesterday. She still couldn’t believe how quickly they’d managed to organize things.
Caitlyn had helped. She’d taken charge and delegated some job or other to every member of the Collins family.
Even Mr. Collins had been there helping. Or course, he’d sat in a chair directing the moving guys instead of doing any heavy lifting, but it still meant Reena could be elsewhere getting more of her life rearranged—or upended, depending on how you looked at it.
“I don’t know how I haven’t told him.” She grinned. “I’m so excited. I have to bite my tongue at least ten times when he calls.”
“It’ll be worth it on Sunday when he sees you,” Caitlyn reminded her.
“God, I hope so.” Reena bit her lip. “What if he’s changed his mind?”
Caitlyn’s left eyebrow arched and the look on her face said “did you just take a stupid pill” but she refrained from saying anything.
Reena held up her hands. “Okay, okay, I’m nervous and worried and excited and why is it only Friday?”
“You could try to change your flight. We’ll have all of this done within the hour. Nothing for you to do except twiddle your thumbs tomorrow.”
“I could…” She’d have to change her car rental too.
What would Rush think when she showed up early?
What would he say when he found out she was staying?
Would he be as happy as she was?
“Call the airline.” Caitlyn held out Reena’s phone.
She grabbed the phone and went in search of her purse. She’d need her credit card. It would probably cost her to shift her flight if it were possible.
Surprisingly, it only took twenty minutes to change her flight and five to arrange picking up her rental early.
“Well?”
Reena turned to Caitlyn. “I’m on the six o’clock flight.”
“Wow. That’s early. Might not be worth going to sleep.”