Life Lessons According to Camryn:
What happens in Vegas never happens to me.
Troy drove the forest-lined, two lane road, paying extra attention on the sharp curves to not hit a deer, or bear, or whatever else might be out this time of night. Did they have moose in Colorado? At one point, about three miles back, there had been a drop-off straight down an embankment. There hadn't even been a guardrail.
He didn't need to glance at Cam to know she was stewing in the passenger seat. According to the GPS, the turn he was looking for was a half mile up the road.
"Where are we going?"
He grinned, keeping his eyes ahead. "To tell you would defeat the purpose."
"And what is the purpose?"
Clever girl. "We're doing something spontaneous."
"I don't--"
"Do spontaneous," he answered. "I know. That's the purpose."
"This is hardly impulsive, Troy. You know where we're going and why."
"But you don't."