Chapter 8

Am I ready for that? All kidding aside, is it even what I want?

Pushing my chair away from the table, I stand a little too fast. The alcohol from dinner rushes to my head, making me woozy. “Whoa.”

Meredith reaches for my hand. “Lara? You okay, honey?”

“Fine, just…” Just what? I don’t know. I need some time to myself, a moment to think, to make sure I’m okay with what’s happening here between us. I say the first thing that pops into my mind. “I have to use the restroom. I…I’ll be right back.”

Before she can stand or say she’ll come with me, I’m walking away from the table as fast as I can. It’s all very heady, going from unemployed and alone to this…whatever thisis. I don’t want to rush into anything, but…

Can it even be considered rushing inwhen I’ve known her forever?

When I’ve lovedher forever?