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He didn’t specifically say where that place might be but I had a feeling he was talking about somewhere more north. About ten hours north, to be exact.
Only I had too much on my plate to try and make my life even more complicated. I needed to be taking things off, not piling more on.
But I figured for just a few more minutes, I’d take advantage of what he was giving me. His time. His calming voice. His smile that was somehow cute and sexy at the same time.
Yeah, I needed all of that a little bit longer.
As I talked to him, I had a feeling that this wasn’t going to be a one-time thing. Even if in the back of my mind, I kept trying to tell myself that I would walk away after today.
I wouldn’t.
I knew it.
He would call again.
And I knew I would answer every single time.
