Chapter 16

“Let me know when you want to take a break,” Ian said to me.

“I will. Right now I’m still wide awake.” Which I was, of course, being a night owl, so to speak.

By the time we were driving through some small town between Beaumont and Waco, I’d been driving for close to six hours. I decided I was ready to be just a passenger for a while so Ian and I switched places. As he drove, his gaze locked firmly on the highway, I studied him.

I wondered if he really meant it when he asked if we could go to dinner sometime. Or was it just some spur-of-the-moment idea that he’ll regret once we’re back in NOLA? I still couldn’t figure out why I was attracted to him. Maybe, as I said to him, because he knows how I make my living and he doesn’t seem to care, so I trust him. It’s a long way from trusting him with thatsecret though, and opening up to him about the real me. Somehow I had the distinct feeling he’d either think I was stone cold crazy, or run like hell and never look back.