Crossroad to Love (Fab Five Series) - By Anna Kristell Page 0,48
night. Poor Angie, she thought. What a mess she has created for herself.
Katy was sitting quietly on the couch, sipping her morning coffee, thoughts of Ryan running through her mind. She gestured for Angie to join her.
“I am dreading the phone call I’ll be making to Alex in a little while.” She looked at Angie for support.
“Hopefully he’ll understand your dilemma. I know you’d never want to hurt him.”
“He has been through so much and has grown up to be a decent young man, in spite of not having his dad and beloved big sister for the last ten years.”
Katy’s son had been eight when they lost Bill and Bree. He had been a very brave little eight-year-old boy, supporting his mother, never giving her any problems growing up. She knew that not all parents were so lucky, but maybe it was God’s way of evening the score. He took Bree away but gave her an angel on earth in Alex.
Lizzie had answered the door and returned smiling, “Wow, someone wants to make an impression this morning. Katy, sweetie, these are for you. Read the card to us.” Lizzie carried a vase of twenty-four of the most beautiful, yellow Texas roses she had ever seen. She sat the vase on the glass coffee table and handed the card to Katy. Katy blushed as she admired the roses. She opened the card, read it silently and smiled.
“Come on now, no holding out on us… We are the ‘Fab Four,’ you know,” Angie teased. “If I can come clean after all these years, there will be no more secrets between us.”
Katy laughed as she read, “Katy, thank you for a great evening, looking forward to seeing you soon. Love, Ryan.”
“She has definitely landed Dallas’s most eligible bachelor. This is one for the history books,” Marianne remarked in awe.
“The man does have good taste.” Lizzie touched one of the rose petals as she spoke.
“Katy, not to spoil the moment, but you really do have to tell him soon. The man is obviously very interested in pursuing a relationship with you,” Angie said seriously. “You can’t let it go on. The hurt will be that much greater. Take it from one who learned the hard way.”
“Yes, I will have to tell him very soon, before this goes much further. He asked me last night if I believed in love at first sight. You know, I never gave it much thought, but there was a definite spark the very first time I laid eyes on him that night at the restaurant. Why does there have to be a problem? Why does he have to be who he is and why do I have to be who I am?”
“It’s that old fate thing again, I’m telling you. But this time it was with a real twist. It was meant for you to come together at this particular time in your lives, just like it was meant for Angie and Michael to come together now, we just haven’t figured out why.”
“Marianne, you truly believe in fate. You always have and have taken your share of teasing for it over the years. But now… maybe you are right, after all,” Lizzie said.
“You know, I think I will give Chloe a call and see if she can get away from the restaurant for a few hours. Maybe she’ll meet me for coffee. She knows Ryan about as well as anybody. I’ll get some advice from her,” Katy said thoughtfully. I would have loved having her as a sister-in-law, she pondered wistfully. What fun the four of us could have had together through the years.
“I think that’s an excellent idea,” Lizzie agreed, bringing Katy back to reality.
“I need to call Alex first. He has a late class this morning, so I may be able to catch him right about now. Then I’ll call Chloe.” Katy got up, poured herself another cup of coffee and went into the bedroom to make her calls.
After she went into the bedroom, Lizzie asked the other two, “Do you think they can work through this thing?”
“Well, they certainly are attracted to one another. And from what I know about Ryan, that is very unusual for him. And we all know that Katy hasn’t been serious about anyone since Bill, until now,” Marianne responded. “But to be this man, of all the men in the world,” she added. “It’s sad, in a way, because Katy may never get to have a relationship with him.”