Shattered Girl (Emmy)

Chapter 158

When I stopped in front of the car, a wave of anxiety and apprehension wrapped around me. I felt like I was suffocating, and it took me a minute to catch my breath. Though it was hot, I hadn't been sweating that much until now. I realized as Drew turned to look at me that I hadn't been in a car since my ride home from the hospital. "We don't have to go, beautiful," Drew said. I stared at him before blinking slowly. Drew was standing by the open car door, his worried gaze on me. I blew out a breath as I rubbed my hand against my chest. "I'm fine. I can't let myself be afraid of cars,"

Drew's smile softened, and his eyes held only love and encouragement. I climbed into the car, slid my seat belt into place, adjusted it so it would now lay across my bruise, and then waited for Drew to climb in. "You good?" He asked once he was in the driver's seat. I grinned.

"Yes! Let's get your birthday started."

We headed north, away from our house. The trees grew more plentiful the further we drove, and I swear the air cooled down. We were about ninety minutes into our trip when Drew pulled into a rest stop. I got out and stretched before heading to the restroom. When we both came out, I looked at Drew.

"So, do I get to know where we're going now?"

He just chuckled before kissing the tip of my nose and my lips.

"Nope, but we are almost there."

the one surprising you for your birthday," I pointed out. Drew wrapped his

the present I need," he whispered, then gave me a searing kiss. By the time he lifted his head, I was weak in the knees and needed to lean against him for a minute. It didn't take us long until we were off the highway and driving through a charming little town. It was hard for me to believe that our house and the city weren't that far away because it felt

Part of me was dying to stop and explore, while the rest of me just wanted to know where we were going. The road wound back into the trees, and since we had slowed down, I could see some enormous houses and farms where cows and horses dotted

to turn off the road, so I missed the sign announcing the name of our hotel. The winding drive took us through more trees until we were suddenly in an open area in front of a vast mansion. Wings came off of both sides, with cobble-stone walkways and patios in front of them. The upper floors had balconies, and enormous windows decorated the whole building. Instead of stopping in front, Drew drove around the building to a nearby parking area. Once there, he pulled into a parking space. He turned off the car and got out to retrieve our duffle from the back, then held out his hand for me.

joy on his face

a pretty awesome

out here was cooler than back home and

a gallery with artwork I couldn't wait to return and explore. The lady at the front desk greeted us and took Drew's credit card and driver's license. Then she told us our room wasn't quite

lip. Patrick must have known where we were staying and called

let out a soft sigh. "Can we leave our bag here while we grab lunch

as soon as the room is ready. Everything else

wide doors at the end were open to the outside, and the ceiling

us were enormous, and we both found their size hilarious. When we finished, I was ready for a nap, but we didn't have a room yet, so we walked around the over one-hundred-acre property. The hotel also hosted several famous authors and presidents. It had been modernized but still