Meant to Marry Me: Nashville Country Dreams Part 1 novel Chapter 34

Thursday evening was the lobster boil on the beach. Normally, Bree would be excited to attend, but under the circumstances, she didn’t want to go. Sure, it might be fun to eat lobster and corn on the cob, amongst other things, beneath the moon and stars and listen to the waves lap against the shore. But Hank’s words had played over and over again in her mind all day, so by the time she was supposed to be heading to the beach, she was sitting on the couch in her room instead, staring out the window at the descending sun, wondering what she should do.

Her phone rang, and she glanced down to see it was Lilly. She was probably calling from the beach, asking where she was. Not that it was like Lilly to notice when she wasn’t around that week, but in fairness, she had been unbelievably busy trying to make sure Monica had everything she needed.

“Hello?”

“Hey. Have you left your room yet?”

“Not yet,” she admitted, looking around as if she wasn’t sure if that were true or not. “What’s up?”

“I was just thinking, maybe you could bring your guitar. It might be nice to sit around the fire and sing some songs.”

“Oh.” Bree wasn’t sure what to say to that. It hadn’t crossed her mind that anyone would want her to do that. “I guess I can.” She’d brought her favorite guitar, the one her grandmother had given her when she was younger. She hoped nothing happened to it. Thoughts of getting sand in it, or someone stepping on it, or Monica losing her shit and throwing it into the fire all made her shake.

“Awesome. You should come on out. The boil’s on, and a lot of the guys are playing football. Dwayne’s asking about you.”