“You’re damn right. And you have a few concerts to make up too. I hope you’ll be ready by next weekend?” she asked excitedly.
“I’ll be ready, don’t worry. Where am I going first?”
“New York, baby! I know you’re excited about that.”
I was, but my heart wasn’t. Leaving was going to be harder than I thought. “You know it.”
“All right, I’m going to get off so I can get back to work. We’re going to have a welcome home party for you when you arrive. It’ll be so much fun.”
I said goodbye to both of them and made my way outside. Blake was cleaning out Snowflake’s stall. Without saying a word, I went up behind him and put my arms around his waist. He was sweaty, but I didn’t care. “You okay?”
He chuckled and set the rake down before closing his hands over mine. “Did you think I was going to cry?”
“Not really, but I know I would if I was that close to Snowflake. I know you’ve grown attached to her.”
“I have, but it’s not like I won’t see her again. The Wright’s live just down the road. I’m sure Josie will bring her by to visit.” He pulled me around to face him.
We stared at each other and all I wanted to do was tell him not to let me go. Too bad I didn’t have a choice. I had to go. Lifting up on my toes, I wrapped my arms around his neck. “What’s on the agenda for my last night here?”
His gaze darkened, but then he smiled and kissed me. “I have it all planned out. I just have to finish up out here and then take a shower. Why don’t you grab a glass of wine in the meantime?” He slid his hand up my sundress and smacked my butt.
“Hey,” I said, stepping away from him. “What are you up to?”
He winked. “It’s a surprise. Now go.”
I went inside and poured a glass of wine while he finished up in the barn. Tyla showed up and handed him something, but I couldn’t see what it was. I wanted to tell her goodbye, but she left before I could catch her.
“Give me ten minutes and I’ll be ready to go,” Blake said as he shot past me to the bedroom. Once the ten minutes were up, he joined me in the kitchen, dressed in a pair of jeans and a white T-shirt. “Let’s go.” Taking my hand, he led me out to his truck and opened the door.
“Where are we going?”
He flashed a small smile. “You’ll see.” Shutting the door and jumping in his side, he started up the truck. Instead of going down the driveway, he pulled us around to the backyard and into the pasture.
“You’re not kidnapping me, are you?” I joked.
He chuckled. “If I could get away with it, I would. It’s going to be quiet around here without you.”
“I know the feeling. Luckily, I have a lot to do when I get home. Felicity already has me booked in New York next weekend. It feels like it’s been forever since I’ve been on stage.”
“How’s the new song coming along? Have you finished it?”
“Almost. I still need a good ending. Hopefully, it’ll come to me soon.”
He reached for my hand and squeezed. “You’ll figure it out. I wish you would sing it to me. It’s not the same listening to you in the shower.”
I gasped. “You’ve been spying on me?” I smacked him on the arm and he burst out laughing.
“Hey, it’s the only time I could catch you singing.”
“You’re such a creeper,” I teased.
He shrugged. “You need to get over your fear, Hadley.”
I wasn’t afraid to sing in front of thousands of people I didn’t know, but if I sang in front of him, it’d make me vulnerable. He’d see right through me. I wasn’t ready for him to see me like that. The truck began to slow and we came to a complete stop.
“All right, we’re here,” he said, getting out of the truck. We were in the middle of nowhere, with wide open fields all around us. There were a few bison off in the distance and I prayed they stayed far away.