Caleb
Her eyes widened with shock. “Huh? With you?” She stood up and walked over to the window.
With her back facing me she blew out a shaky breath and pressed her hands against the sides of her face.
I leapt up from my chair to approach her. “You’re eighteen. We’re together and I don’t want to lose you.” I thought I’d blown it, blurting it out forcefully like that. She stepped back, shaking her head. “There’s no way Dad would ever ... no. I couldn’t. He would freak out.”
The way she backed away from me at that moment felt like someone had driven an icy blade through my heart. “Then what? You’ll move to Montana?” I replied, frustrated. If a look could speak volumes, mine would be begging and pleading with her.
She took a step toward me and I felt as if I could breathe again. “I’m sorr
