Meant to Marry Me

Chapter 55: Planning the Future

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?” ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“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.”

“That’s cool. I can either go with you or hang out in Nashville and wait for you. Whichever you want.”

Bree’s smile widened, and she ran her hand through his hair. “God, you’re amazing. I can’t believe

you’re actually willing to give up everything you’ve worked so hard for just to be with me.”

“Bree, you’ve worked so hard to make it to where you’re at right now. Of course, I’m willing to do

whatever I need to do in order to be with you and help you achieve your dream. Besides, I have a lot of

money saved. If I can’t open my own firm, I should be able to find a job somewhere else eventually. If

not, I’ve got enough to fall back on for a while.”

“It would be so cool if you moved to Nashville, Trent. I just love it there. Even though I may have to

travel some, and eventually, I might even do a tour, I think Nashville will always be my home.”

“Sounds like a great place to start a family to me,” he replied. He realized what he’d said and his eyes

enlarged. “I mean… you know, if a person intended to start a family….”

Grinning mischievously at him, Bree asked, “And… do you want to start a family?”

Trent shrugged. “Well, yeah, maybe. Someday. Probably.”

Laughing, she pushed him over and climbed on top of him so that her arms had his pinned. “Don’t you

think you’re getting ahead of yourself a little bit there, Mr. Walker?”

“I don’t know. Maybe,” he said, smiling up at her. “I guess, when I know what I want, I take it… ten or

fifteen years later.”

Bree couldn’t hold her laughter back. She leaned down and kissed him, letting his arms go, and he

wrapped them around her, pulling her close as she swung her leg over his hips so that she was

straddling him. The idea of starting a family with Trent was enough to make her feel all warm inside. He

would be an excellent father, she just knew it. And making the babies was sure to be more fun than she

had ever even let herself imagine.