Chapter 61: Confrontations, Part 1

Later that evening, Trent drove me home and walked me to the door at exactly seven twenty-five. "I'm early," I teased. "Uncle Dean will be pleased."

"Oh, you're not walking through that door until seven-thirty on the dot." He wrapped me in his arms and brushed his lips over mine. "We need a few minutes to say a proper goodbye."

Laughing, I draped my arms around his neck and pulled him to me for a kiss.

"Thank you for not giving up on us," he said.

The way he was looking at me. . . My heart threatened to beat out of my chest, my ears rang, and the world started to spin. Was he going to tell me he loved me? Part of me wanted him to. The other part was terrified of what would happen once he did. I opened my mouth to speak, but he put his finger to my lips.

"You've changed so many things for me, Chloe. You have no idea."