Chapter Nineteen
There was significantly more drool than I’d anticipated on the steering wheel when I returned. It amused me that Nicoh had retreated to the backseat and was now pretending to be asleep.
Of course, he’d had plenty of warning when Mas decided to trail me out and loudly slammed Mae’s front door on my backside. Considering it wasn’t his house, he had some nerve, but I was guessing that it gave Mae a bit of added amusement and I’d take the points to be in her favor any day.
After using my sleeve to clean up the mess, I slid behind the wheel and tugged the door shut. In my side mirror, I caught a glimpse of something—no, someone—familiar, but by the time I wrenched my head around to get a better look, he, she or it was gone.
And though recent events had made me question my s
