Chapter 9
It was a long drive to Eagle Creek, and I found myself drifting in and out of sleep along the way. Seth’s hand hardly ever moved from my leg and I’d slipped into the middle seat an hour ago so that I could lean my head against his massive shoulder.
Still not a fan of small talk, we didn’t speak much on the drive. He’d asked me a little about my family life growing up and what it was like living in Vermont, but the conversation had stayed casual and distant. I didn’t mind, though. It was like we had this unspoken connection that didn’t need to be validated with words. The energy in the cab of his truck sparked each time we touched, and that was enough evidence for me that something was happening and that something was real.
After an hour on a dirt county road, Seth pulled his t
