Chapter 33
“So much for giving you the best room in the house!” remarked Logan as they drove home the next morning. Hana smiled, tiredness in her eyes.
“I slept okay,” she said with a sigh. “When did you leave?”
“I’m not sure,” Logan lied. “Late. I helped the security guys with that party which caused so much trouble.”
“Good job you were there,” she mused.
“They can cope.” Logan peered down at the bruised knuckles on his right hand and winced. A good punch up always cured frustration.
“I loved the trek.”
Logan smiled across at her and squeezed her hand, reluctant to let go. He drove one-handed, their fingers entwined on his thigh. Hana didn’t pull away and it gave him hope.
She sat up straighter at the sight of the Tainui Bridge. “Hakarimata Road is up there, isn’t it?”
Logan nodd
