“I’m doing this for me,” I said, meaning the band. “I haven’t given up my dreams, Dylan. I just couldn’t hold you back from yours.”
He pressed his forehead to mine. “You’re part of my dreams, Cam. You have been since the first day I heard you sing.”
I kissed him, hard and fast, like I’d long to trap those words between us. He wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me tight against his body.
“Looks like we have our new lead guitar,” Heath said quite loudly. “Still here, guys.”
Dylan broke the kiss then kissed my nose. “If you’ll have me.”
“God, I’ve missed you,” I whispered.
“I love you, Cam. Let’s make beautiful music together.” Dylan smiled
“Jesus Christ, can you be any cheesier?” Heath threw his arms around us and pulled us into a bear hug. “I’m so glad Mom and Dad made up.”
“You set this up, didn’t you?” I squinted an eye at him.
“Maybe,” he said, faking the innocence in his voice. “Either way, it’s time to kick it into high gear. We’re moving to Nashville by this time next year at the latest.”
“Before,” Dylan said. “I know people.”
“Then you two need to get writing.” Heath squeezed us again. “I’m going to call Crystal. She’s going to scream. You might hear it out here.”
We waited until the door closed.
“Thank you for believing in me.” I kissed Dylan again. It was hard to believe he was here. And that he was giving me a second chance. “But what about your dad?”
“He’ll be fine. He’s got enough people fussing over him. He doesn’t want or need me around.” Dylan ran his fingers down my cheek. “What about yours?”
“Mom finally admitted to me that part of the issues she had was an error with Dad’s disability. They had cut him off completely. Now it’s back to normal. And his new therapy has him moving around more. It’s great really.” I smiled. “I’ve been saving up almost all my money again. I’m not where I was yet, but I haven’t given up on my dreams, Dylan. I never did. I just couldn’t stand the thought of holding you back here.”
“You didn’t give me a choice, Cam.” He brushed his lips over mine. “I would’ve chosen you. Every time, I will choose you.”
I fell against him, letting his words fill me with hope and love.
And a new song in my heart. One that sings in his too. That beats in time with our hearts.
Just one song. That’s all we need.
Lynn Stevens flunked out of college writing her first novel. Yes, she still has it and no, you can't read it. Surprisingly, she graduated with honors at her third school. A former farm girl turned city slicker, Lynn lives in the Midwest where she drinks coffee she can't pronounce and sips tea when she's out of coffee. When she's out of both, just stay away.
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