Loving You (Love Wanted in Texas 6)
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I quickly glanced around to see who was witnessing her breakdown. A few older ladies smiled and gave me a polite nod. “Okay, Mom . . . maybe we should grab lunch.”
She jumped up. “Lunch? We have to start thinking about the dress! Let’s go.”
And just like that, I created a monster I was positive I wouldn’t be able to contain.
“Where are we going?”
Looking over her shoulder, she laughed. “Home, of course. We need to make a game plan!”
Rolling my eyes, I moaned. Maybe this was the perfect distraction I needed. My mother on a mission.
Yay. Me.
Once I was safely in my car, I dragged in a deep breath and let it out slowly. “Holy hell. I’m not going to make it.”
My phone rang in my purse as I quickly dug it out. Seeing Jase’s name, I smiled.
“Hey.”
“Hi there, beautiful. How was your day with your mom?”
Dropping my head back, I moaned. “I caved.”
Jase laughed. “Was she happy?”
“So happy that I just spent the last two hours mapping out a detailed plan on what wedding dress shops we were going to visit. Of course, it all depends on what time of year the wedding is.”
“Why?”
“I asked the same thing! I did tell her it would be by the lake on your family’s ranch. She loved the idea.”
Jase chuckled again. “Hey, can you meet me where we decided to have the house built? Gunner is wanting to finalize a few things so we can get started building the house.”
My stomach fluttered. “I can’t believe we’re building a house together.”
“You don’t think we’re moving too fast, do you?”
Staring straight ahead, I smiled. “It feels right.”
“So right. But you know I can sell this land and we can build anywhere you want. It doesn’t have to be here in Llano.”
My chest expanded as Jase spoke. He was so caring of my feelings about everything. It made me love him even more. “No. I want to live where you grew up. The idea of raising our kids in your backyard makes me happy.”
“You’re sure?”
“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”
Jase cleared his throat. “The way you love me leaves me breathless.”
With a chortle, I shook my head and started my car. “I feel the same. I’m leaving my parents’ house now. I’ll head straight to the land and meet you there.”
“Sounds good. Be careful driving, sweetness.”
“Will do. See ya in about forty minutes.”
When I drove down the dirt road we had made coming out to the land, I couldn’t contain the excitement building. Jase and I were building a house. We were getting married.
I reached over and pinched myself.