Gasping, I turned around, clutching my chest. “Holy hell, I didn’t hear you come in.”
She smiled and patted Nightshade’s back. “You were too busy talking to him to notice. Although, judging by the way Blake is this morning, I’d say this horse isn’t the only one who’s going to miss you. How did it go last night?”
“Amazing, and I wanted to thank you for that. The food was out of this world. It’s almost not fair how you can be so good with horses and cooking.”
She brushed her shoulders off. “Thank you. I figured I could help Blake out with his last night with you. I have to say though, it doesn’t look like either one of you are happy about this situation.”
I glanced over her shoulder at Blake, who’d just walked outside with my bags and the case with his grandfather’s guitar in it. “We don’t have a choice. I have to go.”
“No, you don’t. You can always stay here.”
Sighing, I shook my head. “If you only knew.”
“If I only knew what,” she placed her hands on her hips, “that you’re Hadley Rivers?”
I froze. “How did you know that?”
She chuckled. “It was quite easy to figure out. You look just like her, minus the makeup, and I caught you singing your songs when you thought no one was listening. Plus, I know what Blake does for a living. When word got out that you were in protective custody, I put it all together.”
“You didn’t tell anyone did you?”
“Are you kidding? I care about Blake and I admire what he does. I would never jeopardize this for him, or for you.” Her gaze landed on Blake. “I’ve never seen him like this before. He loves you.”
“And I love him, but it doesn’t change anything. I still have to go back to California.”
She snorted. “Why? I’m pretty sure celebrities don’t always live in Hollywood. You could stay here and still travel.”
“Robert’s coming,” Blake called.
Sucking in a breath, I heard the car come down the driveway. “And I would’ve, if he’d asked me to stay. But that hasn’t happened.” All night, we’d made love to each other, and all night, I waited on him to ask me to stay. That was what hurt the worst. I thought he would; especially after he told me he loved me. The words never came.
Tyla pulled me into a hug and squeezed. “He might not have said it, but he wants it. He’ll come to his senses.”
A tear fell down my cheek. “I hope so, Tyla. I truly do. Maybe one day, I’ll see you again.”
“You will.”
Taking a deep breath, I let her go and slowly walked up to the front of the house where Blake stood. “I guess this is it,” I said, forcing a smile.
He pulled me into his arms, burying his nose against my neck. “Call me when you get home, so I know you got there safely.”
I nodded. “I will. Be careful on your mission.”
“Always am.”
As soon as he let me go, I jumped back in his arms and kissed him hard.
At first, he opened up to me, but then he pulled away and rested his forehead to mine. “You’re not making this easy.”
“Neither are you,” I whispered.
“Hadley?” a voice called.
What the hell? I jerked around to find my father in the driveway beside Robert. “What are you doing here?” He stood there dressed to perfection, in his crisp gray suit and his white hair expertly coifed. My father was worth millions and his appearance reeked of it.
He cleared his throat. “I came to see you home safely.” He turned and threw a glare to Blake. “Mr. Evans, I seem to recall paying you to keep her safe, not to take advantage of her.”
“Wait, what?” I turned back to Blake. “What is he talking about?”