Committed (Book 2) (30 Days) by K Larsen Read Free Book Online Page A

out the next thing; the movie stub from our first date. As she peers into the box understanding washes over her features. “You have something from everything?” She squeaks.
“Yeah. There’s something from everything we did.” She fishes through the box laughing and asking me if I remember this or that. I love watching her face light up with happy memories. She especially loves the picture of us in the Ferrari together, claiming I have the most ridiculous grin on my face in it. As she nears the bottom I start getting tense with anticipation. She pulls out a ribbon with a key attached to it. It dangles in the air between us and her brow furrows as she tries to place what day it’s attached to.
“Alright, I don't get this one.” She huffs and I chuckle.
“That’s the key.” I deadpan.
“ What key?”
“THE key.” I state.
“THE key to what?” She hisses clearly getting irritated.
“The key to your new shop.” This shuts her up momentarily as she eyes me warily.
“What shop?”
“Your florist shop, and before you throw a fit, I rented it with your money...so technically you gave it to yourself.” Her face goes warm and soft and she blinks rapidly sputtering.
“You rented a shop for me? I can run a florist shop?”
“Yeah. I know you always wanted to do that...and Searsport is on the water so you can have your beach house eventually to complete the dream.” Throwing herself into my arms with such ferocity that I’m afraid she might choke me she squeals her joy and covers me in kisses. “I want to see it right away!”
“We can stop there first when we get back.” I chuckle.
“I love that.” She gazes at me with a small smile.
“What?” I ask.
“Your laugh. It’s hot.” She looks at me through long black lashes and I’m lost. She owns me.

     

ELLE

My heart is pounding with anticipation the entire drive back to Searsport. After showering, another romp in the hay and a late breakfast with the group everyone piled into their respective cars to make the drive home. I’ve been bouncing with excitement the whole way and Colin is having a great time poking fun at me over it.
“I just want to know what it looks like. What street is it on?”
“I’m not telling you anything. You know enough for now.”
“Seriously?! Totally unfair. I’m going to have a coronary.” She whines.
“Relax Elle, we’re almost there.” My face hurts from smiling non-stop for the last three hours, on top of that my bladder feels like it might explode any moment but I didn't want to delay our arrival.
Once we’re in Searsport he heads towards the gym making a right just after it. Pulling the car into a spot, on the same side of the road as the coffee shop where Jenna and I met, he puts the car in park, jumps out, runs around to my side and gets my door for me. Grabbing my hand and lacing his fingers through mine he walks me to the door of a storefront with a vacant sign in the window. The location is perfect. The streets lined with cute boutiques, a coffee shop and there is plenty of traffic and parking. The plate glass window next to the front door is huge and will give a great view to all the passerby's of what’s inside. Colin sets the key in my hand and urges me forward. I twist the key in the lock and push the door open.

Stepping inside the first thing I notice is that it’s been recently painted. Soothing blues and greens cover the walls in an alternating fashion. Above the plate glass window is a beautiful Angela Adams print valance. Towards the back sits a large counter with a register on it and lining the walls on either side are chilled cases to keep flowers fresh. I whirl around to face Colin.
“Did you do all this? It all looks new.”
“Well, I had a lot of help.” He smirks.
“It’s amazing... you guys are amazing!” He tugs my hand and drags me behind the register through a door into the backroom. It has a large bank of counters set up as an island in the middle making a perfect place to