Wanted by Her Lost Love

TwelveThere weren’t enough words to explain how muchshe dreaded getting on that plane and flying back toNew York. The past two days had had a dreamlikequality. They were like the best fantasy imaginable,unmarred by a single incident.And now they were going back to reality.Cold, gloomy New York City.She hadn’t always felt that way about the city butnow it only held bad memories for her. She wasn’t asoptimistic as Ryan that they could somehow pull thepieces of their relationship back together andsustain it with so many factors against them.As if sensing her reluctance, Ryan slid an armaround her waist and urged her onto the plane.A few moments later, they were seated and Ryanreached over to buckle her seat belt for her.“It’s going to be all right, Kell. Trust me.”She wished it was that easy.Still, she offered him a reassuring smile andsettled back for the flight.