Chapter Eleven
It wasn't the sound of squeaking brakes that nudged Charlotte into waking the next morning. It was the feeling of pulling in gently to a full stop. When she opened her eyes, she was in the passenger seat of a truck. She came to full alertness when a tanned hand quietly shifted the gears into the parked position.
Charlotte looked over to find Collin gazing down at her. He pushed his cowboy hat up with his index finger, and his blue eyes shone at her, bright as the morning sky. More than the plush leather seats which had built-in warmers, it was his gaze that warmed her through.
"We can stop off at the store and get you new pillows if you'd like," he said.
"Pillows?" Charlotte asked, turning to brush away the crud that was keeping her right eyelashes stuck together. Then s
