Georgia

Chapter 17

Caroline

This is crazy! What are the chances that I'd randomly be in the same place as him? He must've taken off from school and moved out here like he wanted to. He looked incredible up there and that song...oh my gosh that song!

Watching him singing at that tailgate so many months ago you could see that he had such a love for singing and entertaining. Seeing him up there tonight on that stage there is no doubt in my mind or anyone else's in this place that he's got something special. Luke Bryan is gonna be a name that everyone knows.

I had myself so convinced that I'd never see him again and here he is. He's got on some tight blue jeans, a blue t-shirt, a black jacket with the sleeves pulled up and a black baseball cap. Looking at him now that burning question I've had since the day I left and tried to ignore after I decided to let him go is coming back full force...why didn't he call?

Do I come right out and ask? Or just be like, 'Hey Luke had anymore one-night stands lately?' Ok, that was just wrong to even think. It hurt when he didn't call though, it was so hard for me to stop thinking about him. My emotions are so damn twisted right now. Part of me wants to walk away. Another wants to just come out and ask why he didn't call and hope he's got a good reason. And then there's part of me that doesn't want to say a word, that just wants him to grab me up in his arms and kiss me like he did back in that treehouse.

James.

How could I even think about wanting Luke to kiss me when I'm with James? It was a dumb thought. Even if I didn't have a boyfriend what are the chances Luke is single?

He's walking over to me now a small half smile on his face, his hands shoved in his pockets. I hold my hand out to him, palm up, as he stops in front of me. He raises his eyebrows giving me a questioning look.

"What?" He says chuckling.

"Uh...my cut. 'Drunk On You'? I do believe that song was my idea!"

He shakes his head that full-on stop your heart smile of his spreading across his face, "Right, right. Well as soon as I get paid for singing it so will you! But if I remember correctly all you came up with was the title. The lyrics and melody, that's all me city girl."

"Mmmm...yeah I guess but what's a song without a title, country boy?"

He laughs, "Good point." Looking around at the crowded dance floor he asks, "Wanna move somewhere a little quieter?"

"I'd like that." I turn to walk in the direction of his outstretched arm, he puts his other hand on the small of my back. My stomach flips, my heart feeling like it's gonna beat right outta my chest, my knees shake causing me to stumble just a little...his touch still affects me in the most unbelievable way.

"You ok?" He asks.

Embarrassed and thankful for the darkness of the bar cause I can feel the redness taking over my face, "Oh yeah, I'm fine. Heels and alcohol aren't really a good combo when you are a natural-born klutz."

We sit at a small table way off in the back of the bar. A waitress comes by and Luke orders himself a Miller Lite. She looks to me, "Just a bottled water, thanks." I say.

"So, um...what are you doing in Nashville? Long way from Seattle"

"Yeah, it is. Uh...my friend Michelle and I are out here for spring break. Been here since Monday."

The waitress comes with our drinks. Luke takes his beer and takes a long drink. "Oh, yeah me too."

"Oh I thought maybe you'd taken that break from school and moved out here."