Page 129 of Just Another Silly Love Song
My thoughts traveled to our ballroom dancing class and the way he had held me, the way he looked at me, and the kiss we shared in that video that went viral.
Of course, that reminded me of how he had been counting the kisses we had shared.
It was so darn cute.
Nine.
Too bad there wouldn’t be a tenth.
Grandma Joyce pointed her fork at me. “You’re thinking again. That’s not healthy for you at this point in time.”
I forced a smile. “I’m trying my best, but it’s not easy.”
She nodded. “It’s a fresh wound. Give it some time.” She pointed to the radio on the counter. “I love this song.”
She was talking about “Unchained Melody” by the Righteous Brothers.
And just like that, my thoughts took over again, taking me back to Ben’s living room when I pulled that Righteous Brothers album off his shelf.
I could picture how sexy Ben looked on the love seat with Bob Barker on his lap.
The lyrics of the song mentioned hungering for a person’s touch.
I hungered for Ben’s touch.
How could a man capture my heart and soul so quickly?
It was like someone had flicked a switch.
Get your mind off him. You have to move on.
The song wasn’t helping at all.
I gestured to the radio. “Can you change the station?”
“Of course.”
Grandma Joyce stood and walked to the kitchen, reaching for the radio. “Let’s see what we can find for my granddaughter.” She glanced at the clock on the wall.
“Yes, he’s still on the radio, so please avoid Dr. Tough Stuff.”
Grandma Joyce pressed one of the preset stations on the radio. “I know what I’m doing.”
I gasped, my hand flying to my chest when I heard his voice.
“Welcome back to Dr. Tough Love, I’m here for you, whatever your woes may be.”
“Change the station!” I didn’t mean to yell but hearing Ben’s voice would make it worse.
“It seems to be stuck.” Grandma Joyce jabbed at one of the buttons. “Maybe this is destiny.”
I placed my hands on my hips. “This isn’t funny.”
Grandma Joyce nodded. “I never said it was.”
“TodayI’m the one with woes, my friends,” Ben continued. “I’m going to be honest with you, my heart is broken into a thousand pieces. The woman you all know as my cohost, Lori Martin, the woman I love, has quit. She won’t be working with me any longer. I’m devastated, to say the least.”
I blinked. “Did Ben blame me for not working with him? Wait, did he also just say he loved me?”
