Page 156 of Love Unwritten
“Cole liked my new song.”
His smile is small but genuine. “You finished it?”
“Yeah. And he wants to work on more!”
A look passes over his face, but I can’t make out what it means. “I knew he would love anything you wrote.”
“How?”
“Because he may be annoying, but he’s no fool.”
“I—” My phone chimes from an incoming call. “I should take this.”
Rafael shuts my door behind him. The slight pressure in the air remains after his departure, but I decide to focus on it later.
I answer Cole’s call.
“I hope I wasn’t too forward.”
“No. Not at all. I’m just relieved you liked the song.”
“Liked it? It’s fucking amazing. My drummer teared up, and he’s not even a crier.”
I laugh before Cole starts explaining his writing process, impending deadline, and the expected amount of money I could make.
I nearly pass out at the rough figure he gives me.
The rest of the call is an information overload, and my head is spinning by the time he hits me with the catch.
“I could fly you out to Europe so we can spend whatever free time I have during the European leg of the tour writing. The turnaround time will be tight, especially with the number of shows I’ll be playing, but I have a feeling we can pull it off. I’m always better on a tight deadline anyway.”
“The European leg?”
“It kicks off in the mid-July.”
“How long is it?”
“Five weeks.”
Shit. “I have a job.”
“Will they let you take a leave of absence?”
“I don’t know.” The knot in my stomach becomes unbearably tight.
“You don’t have to give me an answer right now. Take the weekend to think about it and get back to me by Monday.”
Monday? That’s in three days.
“Can I have a week instead?”
“Sure.”
Seven days may not seem like a lot of time, but I would rather not ruin the rest of our vacation by bringing up my new job offer. While I hope Nico and Rafael will be happy for me, I’m not a hundred percent sure my boss wouldn’t make me choose between two jobs I want.
And the idea of that happening makes my heart want to break.
CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR