Love, Utley (Love Letters #1)

“That was overdue.” I ignore the murmurs and grinning faces of the employees around us. “Have his things delivered to his address on file. He’s no longer allowed on the property. I’ll let security know on my way out.” With that, I turn on my heels and stride in the direction Brandon went.

“Where are you going?” Dana calls after me, a smile in her voice.

“To get my girl,” I call back.

And this time, when the office erupts in applause, I smile.

ONE HUNDRED THIRTEEN

HANNAH

The smile slips off my face when I look at my phone.

“Shit,” I mutter, then hurry as I cross the parking lot to my car.

I have four missed calls from Maddox.

And multiple text messages.

I read the most recent one.

BB Wolf: I’m coming over. We need to talk.

ONE HUNDRED FOURTEEN

MADDOX

I shove the shifter into park in front of Hannah’s house. And I’m opening my car door before I’ve even turned off the engine.

She didn’t answer my calls.

She hasn’t messaged back.

I jog across the front lawn.

Hannah isn’t done with me. I know that.

I know that.

But feeling shut out is terrifying.

“Hannah!” I shout her name at the house like a crazy person as I take the front steps in one bound.

I press the doorbell. “Hannah, open up.”

My palms itch.

I pound my fist on the door, and as I do, I turn my head to the side.

My hand stills against the wooden door.

The driveway is empty.

Empty because Hannah isn’t here.

I step back.

She isn’t here.