The road stretched out in front of him, the press of his girl at his back, Kinard was right where he wanted to be. Nothing could take away this feeling, at least not now.
All too soon the traffic was back and they pulled up to a stop light.
“What now?” Deanna’s voice was clear over the helmet head set.
“Now we go eat. Then we’ll see where things go from there.”
“Like your place or mine?”
“Perhaps, if that’s what you want.”
The light turned green. He hit the accelerator and this time her arms didn’t tighten around him in the death grip she’d used before they’d gotten out of town. She didn’t respond to his comment about what she wanted, but he didn’t expect her to. He had no trouble navigating the light traffic as he headed for the restaurant. He hoped she liked Mexican food.
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