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

California to be with Ellery. I packed my bag and made sure I had her birthday presents tucked

away safely. It’s almost a six hour flight, and I wanted to be in L.A. first thing in the morning because

I didn’t know where she was staying. She went to some serious lengths to make sure she didn’t leave

a paper trail. I had Denny drive me to the airport at 2:00 am.

“Thanks, Denny, I appreciate you driving me at this hour,” I said as I got out of the limo.

“No problem, Connor. Just bring Ellery home,” he smiled.

“I will, I promise.”

I boarded the plane and looked out the window as it took off down the runway and headed for

California.

It was around 8:00 am when I arrived in Los Angeles. I already made arrangements to have a rental

car waiting for me at the airport. I drove to the area surrounding Cedars Sinai Grace Hospital. If I’m

right, Ellery is staying somewhere close by because she loves to walk. I pulled up to a set of

apartment buildings and walked inside the rental office. I showed the manager Ellery’s picture and

asked if she was renting an apartment. The woman looked at her picture and said she had never seen

her before. I thanked her and headed off to the next set of apartments. I searched four different

apartment complexes in the surrounding area, and Ellery was not staying at any of them. I had one

more down the block to try. I pulled up to the curb and walked around the side to the rental office. As

I walked through the door, the manager gave me a strange look.

“How can I help you, sir?” he asked.

“I would like to know if this woman is renting one of your apartments,” I said as I showed him

Ellery’s picture.

The manager told me to hold on a minute and immediately called someone to come to the office.

Within seconds, another man came through the door and stared at me. I was beginning to feel a bit

uncomfortable. The manager, Mason, introduced himself to me and then introduced his partner,

Landon, as well. I thought to myself that they must know Ellery. I asked them again if they knew

Ellery, and Mason started jumping up and clapping his hands while saying yes. I breathed a sigh of

relief. I’d finally found her. I asked them which apartment she was staying in, and they told me how

she had gone to the store, but she’d be back soon. They both went on and on about how much they

love Ellery. I smiled at them because it was impossible not to love her. I thanked them and walked

outside to wait for her. I leaned up against the black Porsche I rented and waited for her to come

back.

Just as I checked my watch for the time, I saw her coming up the street. She was looking down, and

it looked like she was taking the wrap off a candy bar. I smiled, because not only was she beautiful

walking up the street, but also because she loved her chocolate. She looked up and came to a

complete standstill when she saw me.

“You’re a hard woman to find, Miss Lane,” I smiled at her.

She dropped her bags on the sidewalk and ran to me as fast she could. She jumped up and wrapped

her arms and legs around me as tight as she could. I closed my eyes as I held her, taking in the

familiar scent that I’ve missed so much. I could tell she was crying as she buried her face into my

neck.

“I’ve missed you so much,” I whispered in her ear.

“I’ve missed you too, and I’m so sorry,” she cried.

Ellery lifted her head up, cupped my face in her hands, and kissed me passionately. Our tongues

met with excitement and exhilaration as our long-lost kiss left us both breathless. Tears were running

down her face as I put her down and softly wiped her cheeks with my thumb.

“Let me look at you,” I said while I spun her around. I grabbed her and held her tight. “You look

just as beautiful as when you left.”

Mason and Landon emerged from their apartment, clapping. I explained to Ellery how the three of

us already met and what great friends they were. Ellery took me to her apartment. I closed the door as

she turned around and stared at me. I ran my finger softly down her