"WHERE ARE WE GOING?" I glance out the window. Moonlight spills silver pools on the highway. Trees bracket the road. Sharp branches reach out like ghosts luring travelers to their deaths.
"I told you. It's a surprise." Jerrison looks especially handsome tonight.
Especially when he grins like a kid waiting for Christmas morning.
I rest my elbows on the center console and stare up at him. "What could be out here except the woods and coyotes?"
"You're going to find out," he answers with that secret grin.
My eyes narrow suspiciously. "Is this a kidnapping? Are you secretly a serial killer and I'm your last victim?"
"If I said I was?" His lips twitch.
"Then I'd hit you across the head with my purse, jump out of the truck and take my chances with the coyotes."
Jerrison's laughter fills the car.
I can't resist the grin that rises to meet his.
The camaraderie between us is becoming normal to me.
