Contents ( 60)
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Chapter Thirty-Eight
- Chapter Thirty-Nine
- Chapter Forty
- Chapter Forty-One
- Chapter Forty-Two
- Reading Group Guide
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Endorsements
- Praise for The Me I Used to Be
- Praise for Sisters and Secrets
- Also by Jennifer Ryan
- Stand-alone Novels
- The McGraths Series
- Wild Rose Ranch Series
- Montana Heat Series
- Montana Men Series
- The McBrides Series
- The Hunted Series
- Short Stories
- Copyright
- About the Publisher
“That’s why I called. I wanted you to know the organizers have combined your table with Luke’s family’s. I can’t wait to meet him.”
The driver held her door open and Sarah stepped out. “Hold on, Abby.” She smiled at the driver. “Charlie, could you take the box of flowers and my bag up to the house and leave them on the porch?” He nodded and accepted the tip she held out to him. “Thank you for the ride.”
“You’re welcome, Miss Sarah. I’ll be back for you tomorrow morning.”
“Wonderful. I’ll text you to let you know if I’m here or at the house we passed down the road where my kids are staying.”
“No problem. Have a nice evening.”
“Thank you. I plan to.”
Sarah left the chauffeur to take her things up to the house and turned and walked toward the stables and continued her phone conversation. “Thanks for waiting, Abby. I can’t believe my visit with Margaret is just about over and I’ll be coming home.”
“You sure about that?”
“Luke and I still need to come up with a plan for our future, including our living arrangements. No matter what, we’ll be together.”
“How are you handling the Trish thing? It’s got to be hard to actually welcome her into your life, not to mention telling the boys about their sister. I seriously can’t believe she had that child and never said a word to anyone.”
“Luke and I plan to talk to the boys today about Trish and Jamie. As for the rest, her reasons don’t really matter anymore. I don’t want to keep dredging up the past and piling on the hurt and anger. I’m over it.” As she said the words she knew they weren’t entirely true, but it was getting better.
She entered the stables and smiled as several horses nickered a hello. She patted those with their heads over their stall doors and made her way to the man standing at the end of the aisle with his back to her.
“I just want to be happy.” And the man in front of her made her infinitely so.
“You deserve it. Don’t worry about the benefit. I’ve taken care of everything,” Abby assured her. “See you tomorrow. You’re going to knock Luke’s socks off when he sees you in that killer dress.” Abby had chosen something daring and different, but Sarah loved it.
She knew Luke would, too.
“Thanks, Abby. We’ll talk soon.” She ended the call and stuffed her phone in her purse.
Luke heard the click of her heels on the cement and turned to her, that sexy grin she loved spread across his handsome face. “You’re early.” Surprise and happiness filled his voice.
“Do you want me to come back later?” she teased.
“I wish you hadn’t left.” He hooked his arm around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed her like he hadn’t seen her in a week.
She dove into the kiss, letting Luke know how much she’d missed him, too. He held her a little tighter and she felt his desperation to keep her close.