Hannah’s pov
I know that I said that I would go with him, but finding myself on a boat with him just hours later has every inch of me in knots.
Never in a million years would I ever put myself in the same space as Luke, and now I'm going bungee jumping with him.
We don’t talk, which I’m grateful for. I still need more time to process everything that is happening.
Apparently, he’s rented a car, and it's waiting for us as we dock. It's a big pickup truck, and as I look between him and the truck, I'm having a hard time picturing him behind the wheel. He’s not a small man by any means, but he always looks so clean and kept, while a truck always draws more dirt under your nails kind of guy.
He looks like he should be driving the kind of car that Damon does, slick, fast, and sharp, definitely not this monstrosity.
