It was a fine day, with temperatures that felt far too cool for early June. Then again, how many miles north of El Salvador was Santa Fe? Two thousand? Enough for there to be an enormous difference in their climates, that was for sure.
He knew he was distracting himself with thinking about trivialities because he didn’t want to dwell on the uncomfortable realization that he would be enjoying himself much more if he had Elena at his side at that particular moment. Never mind that wandering around downtown with her would have caused its own set of problems; he’d known her for less than a day, and yet he found he missed the mischievous glint in her smoky blue eyes and the wicked lift she’d get at the corner of her mouth when she was doing her best to repress a smile.
Thinking about her mout
