Revive Me (Say Something Book 3) Read Online Free

am sure are turning red.
    I know to others I probably look like a child dancing around but things are finally working out for me for once and I can’t help but to want to dance and sing.
    “Wow, dude, thanks!” Marshall holds out his hand for Kipper to shake again.
    “We can get started tomorrow if that works for y’all,” Kipper declares.
    “That would be great thanks again. I can’t say it enough. Thank you,” I state.
    “No problem.”
    “Seems like it’s all falling into place,” Trevor comments as we start to walk towards his car.
    I wave to Joslynn and Marshall over his shoulder and walk with him – a little more pep in my walk. The thing with my life is no matter how great my childhood was or how great my parents were I always thought I had a reason to be mad. A reason to rebel. I still remember the first time I drank. It was at a party one night with an old boyfriend. I had never drank before, and he thought by me taking a few shots with him it showed him that I loved him. At the time, I thought it was cool I could down all these drinks and not whine like some of the other girls that the burn hurt.
    I liked the burn and it soon became one of my favorite things after that night. It would be one that I would never be able to forget and one that not many know about. I might have decided that I wanted to drink but I never ever wanted to be the life of the party. Or the life of what they thought was the party. I shake my head to clear my thoughts and look over to Trevor as he drives us home.
    He is the one man who showed me that love wasn’t something to run from. It was something that I now wanted to run towards with arms and heart wide open.
    When we pull up at home Trevor smiles and lays his hand on mine before I can unbuckle my seatbelt.
    “Get out of the car and stand by the door, don’t move until I come get you,” he says and winks.
    My heart starts to race as I step out of the car and shut the door behind me. He runs around the car and pulls me away from it. As he steps behind me he ties a blindfold around my eyes.
    “Can you see anything?” he questions, his hands on my arms.
    “No what is going on?”
    “You’ll see. Walk.”
    I take a deep breath and start to walk towards the house. He always finds ways to show me that he loves me but never anything to the point that I feel like my nerves are a live wire and he’s the one holding the other end of the wire. When I make it to the stairs, he tells me each time to step, and I wait at the door as he unlocks and opens it.
    It’s crazy how when you can’t see all your other senses take over. As soon as I walk in the door, I smell flowers. It smells like there are so many kinds I can’t pick up on which one smells the best. We walk a few more steps and then stop. Trevor slowly unties the blindfold letting it fall to the floor in front of me.
    As soon as my eyes focus and I can see again I raise my hand to my mouth and my breath catches in my throat. On each step going to the second floor of our home are flower petals from a different flower, each one a different color. I turn to Trevor and he nudges me up the stairs.
    “What is this?” I ask once I can find my voice.
    “It is a step for each month we have been together, and a different flower for each of the ways you have made me fall more and more in love with you.”
    I feel the tears well up in my eyes as I turn back to the stairs. There are exactly seven stairs for the seven months that we have been together. The smell of the flowers surrounds me as I make my way upstairs. As soon as I am at the top the flower trail continues. I wait for Trevor as he walks up behind me and leans in kissing my cheek. The hallway to our room is covered in a mix of flower petals.
    “The trail is the walk that we have taken together, during our seven months,” Trev adds.
    I take yet another deep breath and make my way to our bedroom. Trevor steps in front of me and puts his hand on the doorknob.
    “Take