Forever You by Lynn, Sandi (autobiographies to read .txt) 📗

I’ve never met anyone like her. I

finished up what I was doing and closed my laptop.

“I rearranged my meetings because I’m taking you to Michigan,” I said as I sat and waited for her

reaction.

“What?” she asked.

I know she likes to argue, but she wasn’t winning this one. I got up from the table and set my cup on

the counter. “It’s not up for discussion, Elle; we’re leaving tomorrow morning, and we’re driving.”

“Driving? That’s a 10 hour drive, Connor!” she exclaimed.

I looked at her from across the kitchen as she stared at me with a shocked expression on her face.

“Do you have a problem being in a car with me for 10 hours?” I casually asked her and was afraid

that she was going to yes.

“No, but…”

I walked over to the table and stood over her. She looked so beautiful, sitting there drinking coffee

and giving me an attitude about driving. It took everything I had not to reach out and run my finger

along her jaw line or kiss her as she lifted her head and looked at me. It was getting harder to resist

her. I didn’t even know if she wanted me. I need to call Dr. Peters and see him before we leave

tomorrow.

“No buts; we’re going by car, and I’m driving,” I said as I smiled at her and left for the office.

As I stepped off the elevator and into the parking garage, Denny was walking towards me. “Denny,

I’m glad you’re here early. I wanted to tell you that I’m giving you the next few days off.”

“Ok, Connor, but may I ask why?”

“I’m driving Miss Lane to Michigan for her aunt and uncle’s funeral, and we’re leaving tomorrow

morning.”

Denny looked at me and smiled. “Was it her idea that you take her?”

“No, and I didn’t give her any other choice. I told her I was taking her and that it wasn’t up for

discussion.”

Denny continued looking at me. “She was ok with that?”

I rolled my eyes as I walked to the Range Rover. “She didn’t really argue too much. I’m driving

myself to the office today. Take Miss Lane home or wherever she wants to go, but I do have a meeting

at 1:00 pm across town, so I’ll need you to pick me up.”

Instead of heading straight to the office, I called Dr. Peters and asked him if he was available to see

me. I needed to talk to him about this upcoming road trip. He told me to come right in since his first

appointment wasn’t scheduled for another hour. I walked into his office and sat down in my usual

chair.

“Good morning, Connor. Is everything alright? You said it was urgent.”

I took in a deep breath as I ran my hand through my hair. “Remember that girl I told you about at our

last session?”

“Yes, I believe her name is Ellery; correct?” he asked as he looked at me intently.

“Yes, that’s her. Well, her aunt and uncle were recently killed in a car accident, and I’m taking her

to Michigan for the funeral.”

“That’s good, Connor. So, why don’t you explain to me where your relationship with Ellery

stands?”

I shifted in my chair. “Ellery and I are friends and nothing more. I’m doing this for her because I

don’t want her going alone, and she should have someone there for her.”

Dr. Peters got up from his chair and walked over to the coffee pot. “Would you care for some

coffee, Connor?” he asked.

“No, I’m good.”

“It sounds to me like you’re beginning to have more feelings that extend beyond friendship for her.

So, your flight leaves tomorrow?”

“We aren’t flying; I’m driving her there. I told her it was a road trip.”

He looked at me and sat down while he sipped his coffee. “That’s a 10 hour drive. You and Ellery

will be alone in a car for a substantial amount of time. Are you ready for what might happen along the

way?”

I brought my foot to my opposite knee and leaned on the arm of the chair. “Why are you making a

big deal out of this, Doc? It’s a simple road trip with a friend who just lost her aunt and uncle. That’s

it, nothing more.”

“Connor, you can keep convincing yourself of that all you want, because if you truly believed that,

you wouldn’t be sitting in my office, talking to me about it,” Dr. Peters sighed.

“I got up from the chair and stood in front of the window. “I can’t stop thinking about her, and it

scares me. She confessed her deepest secret to me the other night. She told me about her past.”

“She isn’t keeping secrets from you. She wants you to know about her past, and she trusted you

enough to tell you. I think you’re fighting your true feelings. Have you discussed anything about you or

your past?”

I walked over to the large bookcase and stared at the hundreds of books he had sitting on the shelf.

“I told her about my sister and my nephew.”

“That’s it? Connor, you have to open up to her if you want any kind of relationship. Take it one day

at a time. I think the two of you being friends is a very good start, and from the sound of it, you’re

very good friends already.”

I walked over to the chair and grabbed my coat. “Thank you, Dr. Peters, but my