He hadn"t blown it. Will had to stop thinking that. He just had to find the perfect way to tell her his feelings. Along with the fact that he"d coached Topher all those years ago.
The moment sitting parked on Main Street had not been that moment. Not with all the memories of her past and his coming out of the shadows and into the sunlight at every street corner.
His words could wait. They could wait because right now, Tricksy was singing. She"d finished her breakfast and coffee and was now singing along to the radio.
She"d turned on an old, jazzy station on the car"s radio. Tricksy"s voice drowned out the accomplished singer who had sold out stadium seating. They were now her background singer as she took center stage in the passenger seat of his car. He only wished he could record this
