Chapter Eight
They slept in and left the Four Seasons late in the morning. Again, Ryan forced himself to keep from asking where they were going and if she had a plan. She took them through a drive-thru for fast-food breakfast and they remained quiet as they ate. He stayed silent when she got on the freeway and headed north.
When she’d handed over her trash, she gave him a quick sideways look.
“You’ve been very un-pushy. What’s up with that? Also, shouldn’t you be at work?”
“My restraint amazes even me. And Jacob will let me know if he needs me. Have you ever been wine tasting?”
“No.”
“Why don’t we keep an eye out for a winery that looks interesting and go check it out?” he asked.
She didn’t answer for a few minutes but he didn’t think she was rejecting the idea. He wanted to know wh
