Page 42 of Raised On It (Between the Pines #1)

Miles

“ S o you hand delivered it? Like you put it in her hand?”

“Sure did,” Bennett says, unable to hide his smile.

He can laugh at me all he wants.

I’m trying to woo a girl here.

“And she read it and told you she’d be there.”

“Not only did she say she’d be there but she also asked if she could bring anything.”

I chuckle. “Of course she did.”

“She seemed pretty excited. Couldn’t stop smiling.”

That’s my girl.

“Okay, so you have things here then?”

“Just as I always do.”

“And unless the damn sky is falling, I don’t want any interruptions of any kind tonight. None whatsoever. We’re clear on that, right?”

“Crystal.”

“Excellent.”

I start looking all over my office unable to find…what, I have no idea.

“Keys?” Bennett questions.

“Shit. Yes, keys. Thank God my ass is attached or I’d lose that too. Thanks.”

“That's what I'm here for.”

“Thanks, man. I appreciate your help. I know it goes above the call of duty.”

“No problem. I have everything here. You just have a good night, and I’ll see you tomorrow!” he yells after me as I race out of the office, through the brewery, and out a side door to my truck.

I hop in the truck, but don’t start the engine right away as I take a moment to look at the giant building in front of me. The accumulation of Dad’s and my dream. It started with a teenager, his old man, and a dream.

Here we are.

We did it.

I didn’t think I had anymore dreams to fulfill, but I couldn’t have been more wrong.

There’s a dream come to life right here in Eastlyn, and she leaves in less than a week.

Five days to be exact.

I’m not panicked.

I’m sure.

Sure of us.

Here goes nothing.