Page 18 of One Wild Night
This week?“You see a different guy everyweek?”
“Sometimes.” She replied with a sultry look he didn’t like (because it wasn’t for him) and he couldn’t help but feel jealous, which he knew wasridiculous.
“How long has this been goingon?”
She started to laugh but stopped when she saw the serious look he gaveher.
“Look at you, Scott. I know you’re probably with a different woman every day. Don’t question me for dating a different guy everyweek.”
“I’m not with a different woman every day.” Maybe a few years back he was, but he definitely wasn’t now -- not since he started thinking about hislife.
“Liar!” She threw back in the same tone he used withher.
“Baby, I’m notlying.”
“Okay, so who’s the lucky woman now? Who’s Scott’s girl?” she looked like she was humoringhim.
“Scott’s girl?... I likethat.”
He took his eyes off the road and ran his gaze over the perfect woman who sat next to him. The answer to that assimple.
“Who is it then? Was she amongst the groupies thismorning?”
“Yeah, she was. I mean, she was there, alright, but not among the groupies assuch.”
“Where wasshe?”
“She was standing on the balcony just ahead of me, looking on. You can’t miss her. Her beauty makes her stand out in a crowd, just like an angel. That’s Scott’s girl.” He smiled again at the slightly stunned look on her face as she realized he was talking abouther.
He didn’t know why he just said that, but he was glad he did because it seemed to lighten the mood a little. I broke down the wall Abi had placed up earlier when she was barely talking tohim.
“Oh,” was all she said, on the edge of a thoughtful breath. Then she looked ahead of them, out to the openroad.
He stole another moment to watch her and take in the perfection of her body. She glanced across at him, knowing he was checking her out, but she didn’t protest like she hadearlier.
She shuffled next to him as it had started to rain, and he closed thewindows.
“Do you think we’ll get there in that time?” she asked glancing over to the GPS on his dashboard. It said that Phoenix was still seven and a half hoursaway.
“Hopefully. It’ll be after nightfall, though, and that’s if we make it throughtraffic.”
She smoothed her hair to the side so she could run her fingers through its smooth ends. He watched her twirl it around her thumb and then take out her phone. “I’m going to call Margo and see how she’sdoing.”
“Cool.” He glanced over at her and then back to the road ahead to see the trafficbuilding.
He just barely saw a hazard sign flash above them in bright yellow lights, stating that the road ahead was closed due to a massivecollision.
“Oh, shit!” He swerved over to the other lane, following the car ahead of them. They’d just gotten out before they got stuck with the other cars that had sped into thetraffic.
“The road’s closed.” Abi winced, raising her chin as she looked up at the signtoo.
Scott reached forward and tapped the map on the GPS, trying to see where this route would lead them. “Dammit.” The whole area came up red with traffic, and the road he was hoping to take was closed, too, with the same collision warning. The collision had backed up the traffic and closed roads on the otherroutes.
“What do we do?” Abiasked.
“I don’t know. Just hang tight. Let’s see where we get to from this road.” He could already see what was going on, and it didn’t look good. Instead of heading down to where they wanted, they were now en route toNevada.
The route from Nevada to Phoenix would be a long one -- longer than heanticipated.
