Page 99 of Unforgettable
They had heard Drew’s voicemail received the night before well after Randi had arrived. It was quite a joyful calamity.
The wait was nearly over, and now they were watching the driveway.
The car pulled in just as the sun began to break over the horizon.
Brew stepped out before it fully stopped, his eyes already searching.
“Where is she?” he asked, his voice already carrying urgency.
Blythe smiled, pointing toward the meadow.
“Where she always goes.”
He didn’t wait.
Randi felt it before she saw him. A subtle shift in the air, unmistakable, and she turned slowly.
And there he was.
For a moment, neither of them moved.
Distance stretched between them … not far, but long enough to hold everything that had come before it, filled with everything they had been through. Everything they had risked. Everything they had chosen and had almost lost.
Then, he started toward her.
The coffee cup slipped from her hand, forgotten as she moved at the same time, her steps quickening without thinking.
The space between them closed faster than either of them could think.
When he reached her, he didn’t stop. His hands found her face, her shoulders, pulling her into him as if letting go wasn’t an option anymore.
Their kiss wasn’t tentative. It wasn’t careful. It was all-consuming and deeply passionate, everything they had held back, everything they had nearly lost and chosen.
“I’m done with distance,” he said against her lips, his voicerough with emotion. “I’m done pretending this is something we can live without.”
Her hands tightened on his shirt, her breath uneven.
“I’m here,” she said. “I want this. I want a life with you here.”
He pulled back just enough to look at her, something unguarded in his expression now, in a way she had never seen before.
“Then don’t leave again,” he said quietly.
“Not without you.”
The words settled between them. And this time, they held and truly meant it.
He reached into his pocket, his hand steady despite everything else.
Randi’s breath caught as she watched and a thought flashed in her mind.
No, he’s not -
“This wasn’t how I planned it,” he said, a faint smile breaking through. “But I don’t think I could wait another second.”
He dropped to one knee.
Oh, my God! He is.
