Billionaire Untamed - Tate(51)
She didn’t ask if I wanted to go live in Washington. She never even asked.
For Lara, he’d do it in a heartbeat. He didn’t care where he lived as long as he was with her.
She didn’t ask. For her, the relationship is impossible. I just have to admit that she isn’t feeling it as much as I am.
Yesterday, he’d been ecstatic because he’d learned Marcus wasn’t a criminal. Today, he felt defeated.
Colters don’t quit.
Hell, he wouldn’t quit if he had any other option.
His cell phone vibrated in his pocket. Because it was one of his oldest friends, Travis Harrison, he answered.
“Yeah.”
“Tate?” Travis’s voice was solemn.
“It’s me.”
“You’re going to think I’m crazy, but do you know someone named Lara?”
Tate was instantly alert. “Yeah. I know her. I’m crazy about her.”
Tate quickly explained that Lara was here and getting ready to fly back to Washington. Briefly, he talked about their whirlwind relationship. “I’m in love with her,” he admitted to Travis. “Letting her leave is killing me, Trav.”
“Don’t let her go,” Travis said urgently. “Tate, I had a dream. I haven’t had one this vivid for a long time. But I dreamed that you were mourning her death in a plane crash. Wherever she’s going, don’t let her go on her flight.”
Fuck! Tate had learned to take Travis’s dream premonitions seriously. One of his dreams had once saved Tate’s life, and another the life of Travis’s wife, Ally.
“When will it happen?” Tate asked anxiously.
“I don’t know, but I never dream of something that vivid that isn’t happening soon. If she’s flying, don’t let her go. I know you think I’m crazy—”
“I don’t,” Tate interrupted. “I know that what you experience is for real. It saved my life and Ally’s.”
“Then don’t let Lara fly. Not commercially anytime soon,” Travis warned morosely. “If you love her, keep her there, even if she doesn’t believe me.”
Lara might not believe in Travis’s dreams, but Tate did. He’d seen proof of the strange phenomena several times. At one time, he hadn’t believed it. But he did now. “I’ll think of something. She’s an FBI agent, so I’m not sure she’ll go for me telling her the truth.”
“You’re in love with an FBI agent?” Travis asked. “Why am I not surprised? Can she kick your ass?”
“No,” Tate denied. “But she can put up a damn good fight.”
“Good for her. She sounds like your kind of woman.”
“She is,” Tate agreed. “I’ve never felt like this before, Trav. How do you live with feeling the way you do about Ally?”
“It’s hell, buddy. But you’ll get through it. If you love her, and she loves you, it’s the most amazing feeling in the world.”#p#分页标题#e#
Tate shook his head even though Travis couldn’t see him. “She doesn’t love me.”
“Then change her mind,” Travis answered gruffly. “If anybody can wear a woman down, it’s you. Don’t give up. And try telling her that you love her. You’re willing to take chances with everything else, including your own life. Take a chance on her.”
Tate wanted to, but he was too damn scared that she’d tear his heart out. “She hasn’t told me she loves me.” And he was pretty certain she didn’t if she was willing to just walk away from their relationship.
“Did you tell her?” Travis questioned bluntly.
“Nope.”
“Then how do you know how she feels? Talk to her,” Travis suggested. “And keep her with you for now.”
“I plan on it,” Tate answered hoarsely, thinking about the horror of losing Lara completely. He’d never live through it.
“I’ll call later and see how things are going,” Travis told him, his voice concerned.
“Thanks, Trav. Seriously. I appreciate the warning.” Tate knew Travis didn’t talk to anybody about his strange talent. But they’d been friends for a long time, so he’d taken that chance.
“Stay safe,” Travis rumbled.
“You, too.” Tate disconnected. His mind whirled as he stuffed his phone back into his pocket.
Lara would never believe him if he told her that he had a psychic friend. She’d still get on that plane, and she’d die. He felt it in his gut, the same way he knew that Ally would have been dead had Travis not spirited her away during the time of her possible demise.