Fall From Love by Heather London Page B

to try it out.”
    “Sure, sounds
good,” I say without hesitation.
    She puts the phone
back up against her ear. “Yeah, we’re in,” she says and then pauses. “Oh, um,
let me check.”
    She cups the phone
again. “Carter will be there. Are you okay with that?”
    I give her a quick
glance and nod.
    “Yeah, we’re in,”
she says, speaking back into the phone. “We’ll be there around seven-ish.”
    She sighs after she
hangs up and leans her head back against the seat. “God, that was so amazing. I
can’t get over how fun that was.” Her head falls to the side and I can tell out
of my peripheral vision that she’s looking at me. “Did you really have a good
time? It seems like I’m the only one who’s going on and on about it.”
    “No, I thought it
was awesome.” I smile. “Thanks again for doing it with me.”
    “No problem. I’m
not sure what I would enjoy more, skydiving again or hearing you sing at
Sterling’s on open mic night.” She sighs again. “I’ve wanted to hear you sing
again for months.”
    A sharp pain hits
my heart, knowing that I will have to keep my end of the deal, but also knowing
that overcoming that fear is going to take a miracle.

 
     
    Chapter
Seven
     
    Your sacred space is where you can find yourself again
and again.
    ~ Joseph Campbell
     
    CARTER
    We’re watching some stupid shit on T.V.
when Josh’s phone rings. Before he even picks it up, he gets this shit-eating
grin on his face and I already know that it’s Jenna who’s calling. In the back
of my mind, I’m wondering if Holly actually stuck with her plan for today and
went skydiving.
    It only takes a
couple seconds after he answers before I know that they have actually done it.
Jenna is screaming through the phone, telling him every little detail and how
much of an adrenaline rush she got from it. I want to roll my eyes when he
whispers into the phone and says something about giving her another rush the
next time he sees her. I’m about to walk out of the room so they can talk dirty
to each other in private, but then he says something that causes me to stop on
the edge of the couch. He invites them over for dinner and I’m unable to move
as I wait for their answer.
    “So, with Carter,
it will be the four of us; is that cool?” he asks.
    A pain stabs my
heart and it makes me feel like shit that he even has to ask that. With how she
reacted to seeing me last week, I guess I can see why he does, though. He still
has no idea that we’ve had coffee or talked on the phone last night. He holds
my stare, then gives me a nod and I feel the pain in my chest slowly disappear.
    He sets his phone
down and shakes his head. “Damn, I can’t believe they actually went skydiving.
I don’t know if I would have the balls to jump out of a plane, but damn if it’s
not wicked sexy that she did it.”
    “Yeah, it’s pretty
cool,” I say, staring at the floor. My thoughts are distracted with thinking
how it will be between me and Holly tonight. I can’t help but be anxious about
seeing her again.
    “Why are you
looking at me like that?” I ask when I feel him staring.
    “I know you pretty
fucking well. You know that, right?”
    “Don’t even start
giving me shit, man.” I stand up and make my way to the kitchen.
    “Why didn’t you
tell me?” he asks, following me.
    “Tell you what?”
    “You weren’t
talking in your sleep last night; you were talking on the phone with Holly,
weren’t you?
    “What are you
talking about?” I ask and I’m not sure why I’m being so defensive.
    “Don’t be a
jackass. You can’t deny it. When I talked to Jenna this morning, she said she
heard Holly talking to someone really late last night.”
    “Do I have to tell
you everything I do?”
    “Didn’t know it was
a secret is all, but I know what you’re trying to do,” he says, standing his ground.
    “Really? And what
is that?” I’m curious to know what his peanut-size brain has come up with.
    “You’re trying