Emotions controlled people and often caused them to make poor decisions. Dylan never allowed his emotions to rule him. Now, they twisted him inside and out. He stood at the door, staring into the yard on the backside of his estate. More like staring at the willow tree. It appeared in almost every dream he had of Heaven.
Last night, there was no dream.
He drank a lot at Kyle’s bachelor party. Perhaps the alcohol had dulled his brain. Then again, the dreams could have ended because he’d found his dream girl, Heaven Lewis.
Her name made his chest tighten. Tiny jolts spread over his body. He drew in a deep breath to settle his nerves. In a few hours, he’d see her again.
Before he’d drifted to sleep last night, he’d repeated her name like a mantra. Each second he spent with her yesterday pl
