With too many of us to fit in one car, we split into two. I rode with Ethan and Lillian, taking the front seat because of my carsickness. Lillian, in the back, was peering out the window, chattering away. "That wolf we saw earlier? Total heartthrob. Sure, he looked a bit rough, but still hot. Wish I'd snagged his number."
I stayed quiet. Ethan noticed and shot back, "Lillian, hush. You've called at least ninety wolves hot this year. What's wrong with your eyes?"
That got her attention. She forgot Nathaniel and started bickering with Ethan. I stared out the window, the trees blurring past, my mind stuck on Nathaniel's voice. There was no surprise in it—he hadn't stumbled across me by chance. So why was he here? It'd been so long. He and Lila were probably bound by now. He had no reason to
