Chapter 54: Hit by…
7:36 P.M.
287 Willow Street
I drove back to Willow Street asking myself a question: Why did I miss Beckley Roarke? Answers popped into my skull. But the most relevant one screamed: Because I am full-blown in love with the man, out of my head for the guy and his running back ass and good looks. My heart wanted nothing more than to be close to his heart, and for our bodies to glide together. Love had never hit me so hard, bludgeoning every part of my body. And there it was, facing me head on, kicking my ass and plunging me into a state of lonesomeness.
I wished Beckley had returned to Vanmer from his Niles football game. That wasn’t going to happen until tomorrow, though. He had planned to spend the night at a swanky hotel in Ohio and make the drive first thing in the
