Chapter 35

I didn’t even wait until we made it home. Instead, I drove to a small park just off the beltway, a scenic spot surrounded by ancient trees that overlook the Potomac River. It’s secluded there, and I drove into the underbrush and low trees until I couldn’t see the road behind me, and the river filled the windshield. Turning off the car, I gave Dan a smoldering look that said everything I had kept bottled up inside myself for the past week. “What?” he asked, a faint smile on his lips. “Hon, I’m exhausted—”