Chapter 30

He looked nervous, wouldn’t meet his eyes, and fidgeted with the hem of his—Tristansrsquo;s—jumper.

“Maybe. I guess we could ride up to your car and see.”

The colour drained from Aiden’s face. Even his lips went pale. “I…erm…I guess, if you want to.” Want to?Tristan sure as hell didn’t want to.

“We probably should go see that it isn’t blocking the road.” He was proud of the tone of indifference.

“Yeah, probably should. I’ll put on my clothes.”