Meant to Marry Me: Nashville Country Dreams Part 1 novel Chapter 55

Bree woke up in Trent’s arms, but nothing had happened once they’d gotten to her hotel room. For that matter, nothing had happened on the beach either. Well, that wasn’t quite true. There’d been a lot of kissing, a lot of touching, but they hadn’t gone all the way. That was okay with Bree, though. She loved Trent, but she thought he was right to take things slow. He’d obviously just gotten out of a long term relationship, and she was making the mental adjustment to thinking they’d never be together to realizing he was hers now.

“Hey, beautiful,” Trent said, his eyes meeting hers. “How are you?” He brushed a lock of strawberry-blonde hair away from her face. Bree had taken a shower when they’d come back to her room the night before while Trent went to his room to get a few things and also take a shower. They’d both been covered in sand. It had been well worth it, though.

“I’m great. How are you?” she asked, leaning up to kiss him.

“Better than I’ve been in a long time,” he replied, once he pulled away. “What time does your plane leave?”

“Two o’clock.” How many times in the last week had she thought about making that an earlier flight? And now, she didn’t want to get on the plane at all.

The night before, he’d talked about how he was supposed to be leaving for his honeymoon that morning. He should’ve been getting ready to go to the airport himself right now to catch a flight to the Bahamas. Instead, he was wrapped in Bree’s arms. He’d asked if she wanted to go with him, but when she told him she had a bunch of gigs booked over the next two weeks, he’d completely understood. He’d also went ahead and cancelled all of the accommodations so that Monica couldn’t use them.

“Last night, after you went to sleep, I was thinking, I’ve got two weeks off from work. How would you feel about me coming to Nashville for a while? I don’t have to stay with you if you don't want me to, but that will give me a chance to spend more time with you, and maybe I could even look at the possibility of opening a firm there.”

Bree’s eyebrows arched. She could hardly believe what she was hearing. “You’d do that? You’d consider moving to Nashville. For me?”

He shrugged as if it weren’t that big of a deal. “Sure. I mean, I was already thinking I might have to move to New York or Paris. I’d much rather move to Nashville. It’s not Kentucky, but it’s close. My parents will be thrilled.”

Once again, Bree couldn’t help but lean up and kiss him. “You’re amazing. Yes, of course, I’d love for you to come with me. Some of my gigs are out of town, though.”