Glancing at Logan, she saw the scowl on his face. She wasn’t about to ask him the same question. He knew how she felt about him, thanks to her words last night that tumbled off her tongue before her brain had a chance to stop them. That didn’t mean she was going to give him an ultimatum or hound him after they reached the States. Part of her wanted to protect her heart from feeling desperate or inadequate or, of all things, clingy when they parted ways. She’d been careful not to attach expectations to whatever this was between them. Maybe, after she finished her dissertation, she’d give more thought to having a family.
Both of them were distracted from their thoughts by the sound of a semi. When they looked a hundred yards in front of them, a Tecate truck was heading south on Highway 1. L
