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intertwining his fingers with mine and pulling my legs
up onto his lap.
    “Not sure really. We’ll probably
just spend some time together and cook. Maybe do some shopping.”
    Blake nods, running his hands up my
calf.
    “The house has two showings this
week,” he says absentmindedly.
    “Really? That’s good.”
    “Yeah, it’s good. I think it will
be easy to show as my schedule gets crazier, since I won’t be around much.” He
pulls out his phone and starts scrolling through his calendar.
    “Let’s not talk about how busy we
are,” I say quietly, taking his phone out of his hand.
    “Okay,” he agrees as I crawl into
his lap and straddle him.
    Blake places his hands on my
shoulders and slides down the straps of my dress. His hands travel across to my
collarbone and slowly move towards my breasts. I hike my dress up around my
waist and arch my back. My body hums to life under his touch.
    It’s hard to imagine that I was ever
so frightened of Blake touching me again.
    “Oh, Paige,” Blake groans, and I
roll back onto him, pushing my lips hard against his.
    “I love you so much,” I whisper to
him, “I never thought I would feel this way about anybody. I never thought I’d
have another chance with you.”
    Blake’s eyes are wild with lust,
and I can see how much my words move him.
    “Paige,” he chokes.
    He kisses me back, and we become a
tangle of limbs and hands as we make love on my couch.
Ten

Paige
     
    “Paige honey, I’m so glad you came
this weekend,” my mother says, pulling me in for yet another hug.
    “Me too, Momma. I’m sorry it took
so long,” I say, squeezing her back tightly. She pulls away and dabs at her
eyes. “Momma! Don’t cry.”
    “I know! I’m such a big baby! It’s
just that I miss you so much!”
    “I know, and I miss you too. But I
promise you, going to Nashville was the best decision I ever made.”
    “Oh, honey, I know. I can see it.
You’re like a changed woman and it makes me so happy. Gosh, I never thought I
would see you like this.” She smiles again and shakes her head in amazement.
    I try to imagine how I must come
across to my mother now. Before I moved to Nashville, I was just a shell. Just
existing and going through the motions, like a hamster spinning on a wheel.
    Now, I feel like I have purpose and
I feel like I’m truly living a life now. For the first time in thirteen
years, I feel like I can really put the past behind me.
    “I’m going to get down to Nashville
soon so I can see you in your element. And I want to see Blake too,” she says
winking.
    “Actually,” I say slowly, “Blake
and I are set to perform at Bicentennial Park next week.”
    “You are? Goodness! Why didn’t you
say something?”
    I shrug sheepishly. “I don’t know.
I didn’t really want to talk business.”
    “That's a big deal! When?”
    “Friday afternoon.”
    “Well, there’s nothing else to
discuss. I’ll be there!”
    “Daddy says you’re welcome to stay
at the house anytime.”
    My mom makes a face. “Well, that’s
very nice of him, but I might opt for a hotel just the same.”
    I laugh. “I figured. Just thought
I’d pass along the message.”
    “Well, I’ll work things out at work
and then I’ll get in touch with you. I know you’re going to be busy promoting
your album, so you let me know how much you’ll be around and I’ll make my plans
accordingly.”
    We walk out of my mother’s house
and down the driveway to my car. It's refreshing to be back in Bristol this weekend
and I hadn’t realized how much I missed my mother until I was actually with her
again.
    We spent Friday afternoon at the
spa together, getting massages, manicures and pedicures before heading out for
a nice dinner in town. After sleeping in on Saturday, my grandmother came over
and we did some baking using my grandmother’s secret family recipes. I had
three containers filled with sweets already packed in the car, and I knew Blake
and Daddy were going to be thankful for

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