Chapter 63: Miranda

The sound of boots on the gravel driveway should have alarmed me or, at the very least, gotten my attention. Instead, I watched Eason's interest shift from talking to the driver unloading our bags to the person approaching.

"You folks lost?" Even though it was deeper, more mature, I'd recognize that voice anywhere.

I couldn't bring myself to move. Suspended in time, my heels remained firmly planted right where I stood. My mind screamed for me to stop Eason. My heart let him go.

"Hey, man. I'm Eason McNabb."

The sound of palms clasping together in what I could only assume was a friendly handshake made me jump...and I nearly fell over when my ankle rolled in my stilettos. As fast as it always was, Eason's arm snaked around me. In one swift move, he spun me into his side to keep me from busting my tail in front of Austin Burin.

Mother Nature decided to give our reunion a moment of silence while I took in the boy I once knew and had always loved.

Except now, he was a man.