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FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 43- Lincoln
“Lincoln, slow down please. This isn’t the Solano Creek Grand Prix.” Mom’s voice carried all the annoyance and irritation she’d had for me all day, and I knew that I should have cancelled our post-birthday lunch plans, given my crappy mood.We’d been arguing through most of the meal, Mom trying to get me to talk about Hannah, about feelings, about life—and me trying to forget seeing the clear evidence of Hannah moving on without a second thought.I knew my life experience had been limited. I knew I wasn’t the most emotionally savvy of guys. But it still hurt to have the evidence of my own shortcomings thrust painfully in my face, and the last thing I wanted to do was chat about it with my mother—or with El’s mom, who had mysteriously joined us for lunch, though I sure didn’t remember inviting her.And I thought lunch had been bad, but at least I’d survived the prying questions and then the irritable silent treatment Mom had given me as we’d finished up. Robin, who had never even heard
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 44- Hannah
When I woke the next morning, the sheets were twisted and nearly sliding off the bed. I’d spent more time awake than asleep during the night. A heavy heart and a racing brain tend to do that to a person.Barb’s offer gave me a nice distraction from the situation with Lincoln. I couldn’t seem to wrap my head around him and me being over, just like that. I’d gone from thinking maybe it was just Pam that wanted me to leave to accepting the fact that he wanted me gone too, based on Lincoln’s texted goodbye and his hurt look at me and Liam at the café.But Barb didn’t want me to leave Solano Creek. She wanted me to grab hold of my dream and put down roots. Problem was, could I do that when I’d be locking myself into seeing Lincoln and his family every single day?“Ugh!” I said out loud, pushing off the rest of the sheets and eyeing the house that still needed major work. “What should I do, Aunt Betty?”The water stain on the ceiling didn’t answer me. I slid out of bed and put on a pair of
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 45- Lincoln
Mom, Robin, and Jacques all stood staring over my shoulder at my phone, which lay silent and cold in my hand.“She’s not going to say yes,” I told them, my heart hammering in my throat. “She’s already made up her mind. She’s leaving. I saw the moving truck.”“I’m telling you,” Robin said, “you don’t have a clue what you saw. I talked to the girl myself.”By the time we’d finished hashing out what Robin and Hannah had talked about and Robin had insisted I give her ‘my side,’ so she could play Judge Judy and pass judgment on the fate of my non-existent relationship with Hannah, the woman had imbibed at least one full bottle of Mom’s chardonnay on her own. And that was in addition to whatever had been in that flask. I wasn’t certain she was the person I wanted to rely on to save my relationship with a woman I was fairly sure I was in love with.Mom’s hand was on my shoulder, and I could feel her tension. I didn’t have children, but I knew enough from having my parents in my life thatmot
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 46- Hannah
With Barb’s blessing, the second I signed the contract from her lawyer—the terms of which had been so absurdly unfair to her that I’d had to call her again just to confirm she was giving me the shop for pennies on the dollar—I temporarily closed Paint It, Pal so I could focus on what I needed to do to reopen as a new artistic wine bar. First and foremost, I needed to get that liquor license approved. Then I could pick out decor, choose the wines, plan a menu, and order in adult art project supplies.Which was all just a big ruse to distract myself from thinking about Lincoln and what his latest text could possibly mean. Did he want to end things again—more formally, I suppose—by saying the words out loud? Did he want to explain why he and his mother were trying to push me out of town? Did he want the T-shirt back he’d left at my house? Because quite frankly, it had become my new favorite pajamas and he’d have to fight me for it at this point.Underneath the confusion and anger of him
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 46.1
Tall, Dark & Silent Heartbreaker: They say you need to take a leap. Will you leap one more time for me, Hannah?A section of my hair fell out of my ponytail and slid in front of my face. I pushed it quickly behind my ear and read the message a second time. Then a third. It still made no sense.“Take the leap, sweet girl,” Pam whispered.My head flew up and I saw her push something across the table toward me, that same hopeful smile on her face. She stood and left without another word or a backward glance. My gaze fell on the table.A frog.One of Lincoln’s blue frogs that he’d painted at Paint It, Pal. And there was something stuck to the bottom.I picked it up carefully and flipped it over to see a picture of Solano Bistro. My heart thumped so loudly I thought the whole town might hear it. I flopped back against the chair to think. What was this? It felt a lot like some sort of crazy scavenger hunt with half clues and a prize at the end. Could this be the opposite of a breakup?Could
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING Lincoln
If I’d thought it was hard actually talking to Hannah face to face about feelings before, it was nothing compared to getting the blow-by-blow Boston was texting me as he, Dalton, and Mom tracked Hannah through the frog hunt step by step.The first step had been the trickiest. From what Robin had told us about her conversation with Hannah, everything had been a pretty big misunderstanding from about the point her ex had arrived and hired the guys from We Like to Move It, Move It without even talking to her about it. Hannah didn’t want to leave. But she had been convinced Mom and I wanted her to go, thanks to my own misunderstanding with Mom about when would be the right time to make an offer to lease Hannah’s land.My gut clenched as I waited for her, thinking about how I’d hurt her without wanting to, how the very thing that she feared—a man choosing his mother over her, or letting his mother push her around—was what she thought was happening here.When in reality, it was the complete
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 47.1
Hannah’s smile faded for a second before she tilted her head and asked, “Me?”“You were beautiful and friendly, and seeing you every time I went on one of those stupid dates was the high point of my day. I could tolerate just about anything if it meant getting a couple minutes to interact with you.”She shook her head slowly. “You never said anything.”I pressed my lips together and then let out a sigh. “I should have,” I told her. “I should have said something to my mom to make her stop, I should have asked you out after the first time I saw you. But I’ve never been the most confident guy when it comes to words. They don’t come easily to me, and so often, the ones I come up with are the complete opposite of the ones I need.”“You’re doing okay so far,” Hannah said, one of her hands landing on mine as it rested on the counter. Her encouragement and willingness to listen to me work things out warmed my heart, calmed my nerves.“But you saved me,” I went on. “From the bad dates, but als
FALLING IN LOVE WHEN YOU'RE TEXTING 48- Hannah
“You’re sure about this?” Lincoln asked me, a sledgehammer poised in the air over his shoulder.I sucked in a deep breath and nodded. “Absolutely.”Without the wall there, the kitchen area would open up to the living room. We’d already checked, and it wasn’t a load-bearing wall. I wanted to eventually raise a family here, with little ones playing in the living room while I cooked. I could see it all play out in my head as if it was happening now. This house would take a lot of work to bring up to the present, but Lincoln and I were willing to put in the sweat equity. Besides, doing home improvements was turning out to be a fun way to get to know each other better. Nothing like drywall falling from the ceiling on our heads to bring a couple together.The first crash brought me back to the present, seeing Lincoln’s muscles flexing as he swung the hammer down over and over until only a few two- by-fours were left standing. The framed painting of two little girls on the beach hung on the
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