Chapters (85)
- BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
- ONE
- Rosey
- TWO
- Byron
- THREE
- Rosey
- FOUR
- Byron
- FIVE
- Rosey
- SIX
- Byron
- SEVEN
- Rosey
- EIGHT
- Rosey
- NINE
- Byron
- TEN
- Rosey
- ELEVEN
- Byron
- TWELVE
- Rosey
- THIRTEEN
- Byron
- FOURTEEN
- Rosey
- FIFTEEN
- Rosey
- SIXTEEN
- Byron
- SEVENTEEN
- Rosey
- EIGHTEEN
- Byron
- NINETEEN
- Rosey
- TWENTY
- Rosey
- TWENTY-ONE
- Byron
- TWENTY-TWO
- Byron
- TWENTY-THREE
- Rosey
- TWENTY-FOUR
- Rosey
- TWENTY-FIVE
- Byron
- TWENTY-SIX
- Rosey
- TWENTY-SEVEN
- Byron
- TWENTY-EIGHT
- Rosey
- TWENTY-NINE
- Byron
- THIRTY
- Rosey
- THIRTY-ONE
- Rosey
- THIRTY-TWO
- Byron
- THIRTY-THREE
- Rosey
- THIRTY-FOUR
- Rosey
- THIRTY-FIVE
- Byron
- THIRTY-SIX
- Rosey
- THIRTY-SEVEN
- Byron
- THIRTY-EIGHT
- Byron
- EPILOGUE
- A month later – New York City
- 14 months later - Star Falls
- MR. MAYFAIR
- Beck
- Beck
- Stella
- BOOKS BY LOUISE BAY
And I’m not sure I want to go back.
If I’m honest, I haven’t liked my life in Oregon for a long time. I don’t like the person I was there, either. I want to be someone else, with different circumstances and a different future. I just need to figure out whether that future can start in Star Falls, or whether I’m just as far as ever from a life I actually want.
FOUR
Byron
Rosey needs a place to stay and I’m probably the only person in town who can provide it. That’s my fault, since I’ve rented out every available place in Star Falls. Giving her the cabin next to mine for a couple of nights is the least I can do. The only thing that makes letting Rosey stay palatable is that she’s not from around here. If I take a shower at four in the morning, the patrons of Grizzly’s won’t be talking about it the next day because she doesn’t know anyone.
By all accounts, Rosey’s only going to be here for a couple of days. The wedding dress is a clue she’s not looking to stay. She’s looking for escape.
I know the feeling.
I put some cash on the bar to cover both our drinks.
Rosey stands in my jacket, which completely drowns her, and tries to get the attention of the bartender. She offers me a smile. “I only have my phone to pay, so I just need to—”
“I’ve got it covered,” I say, nodding to the cash I’ve laid out on the bar.
Her eyes go wide. “No, you can’t. I mean—”
“Come on.” I head out. I don’t want to argue about paying for a shot of tequila. “Consider it a welcome to Star Falls.”
I hold the door open for her. She pauses before dipping under my arm. As she passes me, her arm grazes my chest, and at this brief touch, we both jump apart like we’re two magnets with our poles pointing toward each other.
“Sorry,” I mutter. I don’t want her to think I’m flirting. I’m not. The last thing I want is a one-night stand in a town that probably has my inside leg measurement in a central repository somewhere. As well as being gossips, the residents of Star Falls have long memories. A single indiscretion will last a lifetime.
I lead her toward my truck. She seems thoughtful, or maybe disappointed.
I open the passenger door and she climbs in. “Star Falls…” she says. “The name seems a little… ominous. Don’t you think?”
“Ominous? Because…?” I always thought Star Falls was a pretty name. Almost too pretty, given how ugly life got here for me.
“I’m just being silly. I’ve had a bad day and I’m not in the most positive mindset.”