TWENTY-SIX
“Do you want me to come in with you?” Turner asked after stopping outside his mom’s house.
“No, we’ll be fine,” Poppy said, taking off her seatbelt. “You didn’t have to bring us all the way out here… And don’t worry, if she asks, I’ll tell your mom we got a cab.” She was about to get out of the truck when she remembered something, so paused to turn back. “Uh…”
“What’s up?” Glancing into the back, she found that Ashlee was snoozing. “Babe?”
Sneaking her hand over the center console, Poppy flashed him a quick nervous smile when his fingers curled around hers. “Charley and I might go to Naughtie’s later.”
“You want me to steer clear?”
That wasn’t close to what she’d been getting at. “No…” She leaned closer. “I want you to come over and take advantage of me later.”
“We’ll put
