“That’s all I asked. Then it will be between you and the Delaneys. I don’t think you’ll be sorry. You’re doing the right thing—the unselfish thing.”
“We’ll see.”
“You can stay at my house. We can keep out of each other’s way. If that doesn’t suit you, I know you can stay at Will’s.”
“I’ll stay at your house,” she replied, surprising him.
“Excellent. How about flying Saturday early afternoon?”
“That’s fine.”
“I’ll pick you up at one. It’ll take little more than an hour to get here.”
“I know.”
“Sophia, thanks,” he said, meaning it, his heart racing with joy, relief and longing. He would see her in two days. “I’ll be glad to see you.”
“I’ll see you Saturday,” she said. Noncommittal words spoken in a noncommittal tone. Was she still angry? Or did staying with him mean she might give him another chance? He had no idea what to make of her tone or her plans. “My house at one.”
“That’s great. The Delaneys will be overjoyed that you’ve agreed to meet them. And, Sophia, I’ll be glad to see you. I’ve missed you.”
“We’ll see each other Saturday,” she said in the same noncommittal tone.
“I can’t wait,” he said. “See you soon.”
“‘Bye, Garrett.”
She was gone. His pulse raced. He tried to curb his excitement because it was a baby step in the right direction, but not a commitment.
Saturday. Eagerness lifted his spirits.
He called Will on his cell. Before Will could even say hello, Garrett spoke. “I just had a call from Sophia, Will. I’m picking her up Saturday afternoon at one, and you all can meet with her Saturday night. I figured it would be easiest to do this over a dinner because it will be more relaxed than meeting in an office.”
“You did it, Garrett!” Will exclaimed. “I knew you could. You got her to agree to meet with us. We couldn’t get along without you. Thank you beyond words. I’ll call Zach and Ryan and get them here. Saturday night we’ll have dinner at my place. Fantastic, Garrett. Way to go. Talk to you later.”
Will was gone and Garrett had to laugh and shake his head. He thought about Sophia and his laughter faded. He wanted more than just to see her, fly with her, go to Will’s with her. Saturday night she would stay at his house. He couldn’t wait to see her and wished he had asked if she wanted to come tonight. Saturday seemed far too distant in the future.
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