Chapter Ten
Grace sank back into the seat of the SUV as Nick drove out of the hollow.
“You okay?” Nick didn’t take his eyes off his rearview mirror.
Grace thought about what she had felt while she was in the house and realized she couldn’t put words to it—not yet anyway. And even then, she couldn’t really share it with anyone, especially not Nick.
“It was strange. I mean—I’ve never seen those two act quite like that. Boyd’s always a jerk and Mitch just follows along, but—” She rolled her shoulders and pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to ease the headache. “I felt like I was walking out through a gauntlet or something. Or was that just some kind of male territory-marking ritual?”
Nick made a non-committal sound. He was still focused on the view out the back of the SUV. She twiste
