Chapter 15
The sun glistened atop the ocean as far as Heaven could see. She shifted her focus to the yellow and white lines separating Dylan’s SUV from the oncoming traffic. It was a feeble attempt to distract her from what was ahead. The thought caused her to squirm in her seat with each mile they put between them and L.A. She bit her lip when they passed the Welcome to Santa Barbara sign.
Although the idea of meeting Dylan’s mother excited her, now that they were a few miles from her house, Heaven’s stomach decided somersaults were the best way to deal with the anticipation.
The dashboard buzzed as Dylan’s phone signaled a text. He grabbed it, mumbled something, and tossed it back for the umpteenth time since they started the journey.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“It’s nothing. Just a
