I miss him.
“So let me get this straight,” Gran says. “He more or less begged you to let him come with you and told you he loved you, and you still turned him down? Why would you do that?” she asks, confused.
“Honestly, I don’t know. I’m not used to it. Daniel and I had a different relationship. I was willing to overlook things because I was blinded by the idea of the fairy tale he promised.” I take a drink of my tea. “Kacen is so different. He’s attentive and kind. He’s beyond emphatic about the way he feels about me. I was feeling guilty that it’s been over a year since I’ve been home,” I confess. “I was grieving and blaming myself for not being here.”
“You pushed him away. Sounds like you need to do less pushing and more pulling. I’ve not met the man, but I can tell by the way you talk about him and the way your eyes light up that he’s worthy of your love. I never saw you look that way when you talked about what’s his face.”
“Gran!” I mock scold her.
“What? I’m too old to hold back, my dear. I loved your grandfather for sixty years. That man was my world. Your Kacen reminds me a lot of him. He pursued me for weeks before I finally agreed to a date, and once I did, I never looked back.”
“I miss him, and I feel so guilty for not coming home more.”
“Logan, we love you. We are both so proud of you. He told all our friends how his granddaughter was working for a famous rock band. He would be beside himself knowing that you’re being so hard on yourself. Life is short. You have to live each day as if it could be your last. Just because you’re happy in Tennessee does not mean you didn’t love us. We can’t see those we love every day; it’s a part of life. What you can do is choose who you spend every day with. Choose a man who is worthy of that time that takes you away from us.”
“He is,” I choke out the words, fighting back tears.
“Then pull, Logan. Pull him close and hold on for dear life. It’s rare to find that, some never do. Forget past hurts and focus on the happiness of your future.”
I let her words sink in, and I know she’s right. I don’t want to live my life with regrets or in fear of getting my heart broken. I need to pull just like she said. Swiping my finger across the screen of my phone, I pull up our last text message and type a reply.
Me: I miss you
I hit send before I can change my mind. This is me starting to pull. I love him, and before I got Jase’s call yesterday, I was ready to take a chance. I’m still ready now, even more so.
My phone rings, causing me to jump. Kacen’s handsome face fills my screen. “Hello?” I answer cautiously.
“It’s good to hear your voice. I miss you, too,” he says softly.
The background is noisy, which is unusual. He and the guys try to avoid crowds whenever possible during their downtime. “Where are you?”
“Don’t be mad, but I’m at the airport,” he says cautiously.
“Okay? Why would I be mad?” I ask, confused.
“Logan, baby, I’m coming to you. I can’t stand the thought of you going through this alone. Our flight leaves at two.”
“You said ‘our,’ who’s coming with you?”
“Stacy and the guys. Don’t worry, we have rooms, so we won’t intrude on your family. You don’t even have to tell them who we are. Just know that I’m here. We all are, if you need us.”
“What flight?” I ask. My heart is racing. He’s coming here for me. They’re all coming here for me. “Text me the flight info and I’ll pick you up from the airport.”
“There’s five of us,” he reminds me.
“Dad has a Tahoe. Text me the flight info and I’ll be there.”
“Okay, I’ll do that as soon as we hang up.” He pauses. “You’re not angry with me?”
“No,” I breathe. “I’m not angry. I miss you,” I say the words out loud, giving another pull.
“That makes me a happy man. I’ll see you soon.”
“Yeah, see you soon,” I tell him back before hanging up.
“Was that him? Is he coming here? Tell me everything.” Gran rubs her hands together.
I laugh at her. “Yes, that was him. He’s at the airport on his way here. They all are. The entire band and they’re bringing Stacy. I’m sorry to leave you, but I need to go home and get Dad’s Tahoe so I can pick them up from the airport.”
“You bring that boy here. I want to meet him.” Gran grins.
“I will, thank you. I love you, and I’m so sorry for your loss.” It sounds so formal, but true. She lost the love of her life. I think about Kacen and what life might be like without him. The thought alone fuels me to get to him. To apologize and tell him how I feel.
“Oh, Logan. I will miss him. He’s my heart and soul. I love you, too, sweet girl.”
I call Mom on the way to their house and ask if I can borrow the Tahoe. Of course she wants to know why, and I have to explain that four extremely famous, tattooed rock stars, along with Stacy, will be attending Gramps’ funeral.
“Of course you can,” she says. “I can’t wait to meet these guys. Stacy’s with them too?”
“Yes, Kacen just called and said they were at the airport. I told them I would pick them up.” I try to hide the excitement in my voice.
I park Mom’s car and run into the house. “Hey, where’s the fire?” Jase asks.
“I have to get to the airport. Stacy and the guys are flying in.”
“By the guys, you mean Soul Serenade?” he asks.
“Yes, they’re flying in, and I told them I would pick them up. I have to go.”
“Wait, do I get to meet them? I’m a huge fan,” he says hopefully.
“Yes, you will get to meet them. Now tell Dad I said thanks. I have to go.”
“I’m going to hold you to that,” he calls after me.
Thankfully, the drive to the airport is not crazy. I was afraid I would hit traffic. The flight is only an hour, so I take the first parking spot I can find and rush inside. My heart is racing. I’m excited to see him. All of them, but Kacen mostly. I’ve missed him. I wasn’t exactly in the best place when I left yesterday. He poured his heart out to me. He told me he loved me, and I just stood there. I’ve got some apologizing to do.
I’m pacing when I hear his voice yell my name. Snapping my head up, I see him, and I can’t stop the grin that turns up my lips. That must be all the encouragement he needs because he takes off running and doesn’t stop until he’s in front of me. He doesn’t even take the time to say hello. He just grabs my face with his hands and forges his mouth to mine.
He groans as I pull away.
“I’m sorry.”
“Sorry for what?” he asks.
“For how I acted yesterday, for pushing you away. There is so much I want to say.”
“Okay, whenever you’re ready, I’m here. I’m just glad you’re not pissed that we came. I fucking missed you so damn much,” he says, pulling me against his chest.
“There’s our girl,” Gavin calls out.
I step away from Kacen, again causing him to groan, and give the guys and Stacy a hug. I fight hard against the tears, but when I get to my best friend, I can no longer keep them from falling.