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Chapter Thirty-Nine

a great job, Hudson.” My thoughts are running amok. My
palms are sweaty. I’m nervous. I feel like such a child.
More small talk is the answer. “It’s so beautiful here. I just
love Nashville and driving in the countryside”.
“Yeah, it’s pretty nice alright.” Hudson puts his hand on
my leg.
Yikes. What now?
THIS exact moment. Right now, in THIS car. I’m teetering
precariously on a very high wire. I know this is dangerous.
What if I fall? There’s no turning back. Steady yourself, girl.
His hand remains on my leg until he needs to shift gears. I
am frozen like a statue, unable to move or respond.
We arrive at his apartment and Hudson takes my bag down
the hall while I stay in the kitchen. He’s back in a heartbeat
(and mine is beating very loudly) and heads for the fridge.
“Can I get you something to drink? Beer, wine, a water?”
Is alcohol a smart move right now? “Ah, sure I’ll have a beer.
Thanks.”
Maybe a drink will relax me a bit. I so need relaxing.
Hudson pours us each a cold beer and I plunk myself down on
the black leather sofa. My legs are trembling and I’m ready to
guzzle this beer. It tastes way better than it should.
“This is a nice place,” I glance around the room. “Great that
it came furnished.”
“Yeah, it’s got everything I need, really. I lucked out I
guess.” Hudson sits down next to me on the sofa. He seems
pretty relaxed. Not his usual intense self. Maybe he really has
changed?
He moves closer. Much closer. I can feel his energy bouncing
off my skin. I wonder about this woman he’s dating. What is
she like? Is he Mr. Perfect for her? How serious are they? I
understand she works for one of the major record companies.

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