Page 97 of Stealing Home

I lock my apartment door, and we head down to his truck. He opens my door and helps me get in before closing my door.

Cole hops into the driver's seat and we’re on our way to wherever we are going.

“You ready for a day of fun and excitement?” He asks me.

“I sure am,” I tell him.

“First stop is breakfast. I know you need your coffee.” He informs me.

“I appreciate that.”

We pull into the parking lot of a diner a few minutes later. Cole grabs a hat to throw on to help hide his face.

“Ty and I come here a lot. The owner doesn’t let people bother us.” He lets me know.

After our quick meal, we get back on the road. Even though he won’t tell me where we are going, what I know is we are heading into the city because of the way we are going.

“Oh, are you looking forward to the next road trip? It’s short.”

“It’s so short you won’t be coming to visit,” he tells me with a sour face.

“This is true, and you are adorable for that.” I say.

“Woman, no man wants to be called adorable,” he counters.

“Excuse me, I’m sorry. It just makes you sexier.”

“That’s better. You think I’m sexy?” he asks.

“Oh, stop that. You know you are.” I say and roll my eyes.

“I like it coming from your lips, though.” He states.

“Casanova.”

“Do you think everyone is going to be surprised we are together?” he asks, changing the topic.

“I think a few people will be.”

“I agree with that,” he says.

Cole takes the next exit, and we have to stop at a red light.

“I need you to close your eyes and keep them closed for me, please.”

“Only because you said please.” I agree and close my eyes.

I don’t know how long I have my eyes closed as we weave through the city. I can feel the truck turn and then stop.

“Okay, you can open them.” He lets me know.

I open my eyes, and we are waiting for valets to come to park his truck. Cole gets out and walks to my side to open the door and help me out.

The valet comes, hands a ticket to Cole and then I’m being led away hand in hand.

I take notice of the area we are in.

“Are we going to a show?” I ask Cole.

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