Keeping my eyes out for our campsite, the silence begins to take over. Eventually, I look over to find Indy staring at me with the softest brown eyes I’ve ever seen.
“I didn’t tell you that to make you think I’m some great guy. I don’t really tell anyone about it for that reason alone. Just assume it’s for tax purposes so you don’t get all sentimental over it.”
Biting her lower lip, she shakes her head, but my emotional roommate’s eyes can’t help from shining. “I don’t think you’re great. I have no opinion about this whatsoever. I. Feel. Nothing.”
“You should work on your acting skills before we get to the campsite.”
Indy heaves a broken breath. “Okay, I’ll try.”
I pull into our numbered lot and park next to Ethan’s truck. About twenty feet ahead of us sits three tents on individua
