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Then one pushes the other, and they race off, probably to their car, hoping to make chase. Ollie makes a series of twists and turns, which has me wondering if he’s done this before. It doesn’t matter though, because the farther I get from Shane, the more easily I can breathe.
“I should’ve probably asked this earlier but…you two aren’t in any actual danger, are you?” Ollie asks.
“Only if you count matters of the heart,” Ariana whispers, still staring out the window at the cars passing by.
He chuckles. “Ah, my dear, I do. In fact, the heart is sometimes the most dangerous of all.”
I glance over and see a pensive expression on his face. “Do you have experience with that, Ollie?” I ask, and his eyes meet mine.
“More than I’d like, Alyssa. More than I’d like.” His eyes soften. “Maybe one day we can share a bottle of wine and commiserate over our love lives.”
“Mine’s not all that exciting,” I tell him.
“Mine’s practically over,” Ariana laments.
Ollie snorts. “I’m sorry, girls, but I’m not buying it. Those two men back there? I’m pretty sure they won’t stop until they find you. So now’s the time to tell me… If they do, will it be good or bad?”
“It’d probably be the best thing to ever happen to me,” my sister whispers, and I wonder if she’s telling Ollie or herself.
I see her head resting against the glass, her eyes closed. The wine clearly did its job.
“And you?” He takes his eyes off the road to look at me for a second.
“I think, Ollie, itcouldbe the best thing to ever happen to me.”
“So why fight it?” he asks, a sentiment that’s been echoing since the day I packed my bags and left the resort.
“That’s something I’ve been asking myself every single day,” I admit.
I mentally curse Filiatrault and the way he’s dragging this whole thing on. Because until it’s over, I know I can’t go there with Shane, even if I want to more than anything in the world.
