“Okay. Maybe it is better that way. We have a backup, then, if something was to go wrong.”
Wilkes’ heart fluttered. Balkhi seemed pretty determined that the hotel room was a better idea than the two of them staying with Wilkes’ parents. Did he know something Wilkes didn’t? Have some kind of sixth sense about these things? Or was he simply convinced it was all going to blow up in their faces and start a huge argument?
His heartbeat went back to normal when he glimpsed the expression on Balkhi’s face. It was pensive, thoughtful. This was nothing to do with anything bad, not really. Balkhi was just as nervous as he was, but was trying to hide it, so as not to make Wilkes’ nerves even worse.
Taking Balkhi’s hand and giving it a squeeze, Wilkes smiled, pushing his worries to the very back of
