Page 68 of Wild Highway (Runaway 2)

Where did Gemma and I go from there? Would this confession bring us closer together? Or now that I knew the truth, would it give Gemma the excuse she’d been searching for to run?

Or would she realize that she’d just opened up to me, because she’d finally found the place where she belonged?

Chapter Thirteen

Gemma

“Happy Thanksgiving.” I smiled into the phone, hearing the baby coo in the background.

“Happy Thanksgiving,” Londyn said. “How are you?”

“Cold. It’s freezing here. How are things with you?”

“Um . . . interesting.”

My smile fell. “Everything okay?”

“I’m pregnant.”

“What?” My hand came to my heart. “Really? Congratulations.”

“Thanks.” Londyn laughed. “This wasn’t exactly what we’d planned, but oh my God, Gem, you should see Brooks. He’s so excited.”

And she was too.

“I’m so happy for you, Lonny.”

“Me too. So what are you doing today? Are you eating with the Greers?”

“I’m sitting outside Carol and Jake’s house as we speak.”

“How’s the Cadillac fairing in the snow?” she asked.

“Not too bad. Though I think it’ll be happy to see warm weather again.” Easton had offered to get me a ranch truck to drive around, but I’d declined. For now, the Cadillac was doing fine on the roads they kept plowed. And if that changed, I’d take a truck.

“Are you still thinking you’ll leave after Christmas?”

“Unless the roads are bad.” The idea of leaving made my heart ache, but eventually, my time here would come to an end.

It had to end.

Dreams were only meant to last a few short hours. Already I’d had mine for weeks.

“There’s no rush,” Londyn said for the hundredth time since I’d left West Virginia. Every time we’d talked, she’d reminded me to take some time.

“I know, but this entire stay in Montana was just a vacation,” I lied. “It’s time to move on.”

To where, I wasn’t sure. After I delivered the Cadillac to Karson, I had no idea where to go next. But I had twelve hundred miles to figure it out.

A wail sounded in the background. “Uh-oh.”

“She’s exhausted.” Londyn sighed. “Too much excitement today and she’s fighting sleep.”

“I’ll let you go. Bye.” I hung up the phone but didn’t get out of the car.

Mine was the only one in the driveway besides Liddy’s Jeep and even though Easton wasn’t inside, I wanted a moment to prepare for tonight.

Things between us had been different over the past two weeks—uncomfortable and distant—and it had everything to do with my past.