Chapter ThirteenAT SEVEN THIRTY THE NEXT MORNING, as Adrian waited outside Bella Bella, he had the feeling Maggie might be miffed about his antics yesterday. But he couldn't help himself. There was still something about that French guy that had his jerk-meter going off the scale. When she mentioned she was having lunch with Valéry again, he'd decided it wouldn't hurt to be there at the restaurant in case she needed an escape route. Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time.
Not so much now. Maggie said only a short good morning to him, and she immediately got in the back seat without waiting for him to open the door. A bad sign, considering she'd taken to riding in front with him most days.
Fortunately, Adrian had brought along reinforcements.
“Hi, Miss Maggie!” Charlie piped in her
