Page 31 of Follow Me Down

“Good?” He waits until I’m done chewing before asking.

“Really good,” I admit.

“You seem surprised.”

“I am. A little.”

“I told you this place was good.”

“Well, you weren’t lying.”

“One thing I will never do is lie to you, Fallon.” His expression is soft but there’s an edge to his voice.

“Good to know.” I swallow past the lump in my throat.

A weird silence settles between us and neither of us speak again until both of our sandwiches are gone. Well, until his is gone. I’m not able to finish all of mine and I barely touched my soup, even though it was quite delicious.

“You about ready to head back to the cabin?” I ask, dropping my napkin onto my plate, not able to eat another bite.

“Sure. You want a box or anything?” He gestures to my uneaten food.

“No, I’m good.”

“Okay.” He pushes to a stand, grabbing our plates before taking them back to the counter. He returns within seconds. “Ready?”

“Yeah.” I take the hand he offers me, allowing him to pull me to my feet. “You think Link got any work done while we were gone?” I ask, following Titus out of the café.

“Doubtful.” He unlocks the truck and climbs inside at the same time I do. “Though if he knows what’s good for him, he better have.”

“You’re mean,” I tease.

“No, what’s mean is having to split fifty percent of the profits with him when he does twenty percent of the work.” He fires the engine to life.

“I guess I can’t argue with that.” I snap my seatbelt into place as he backs out of his parking spot before he eases the truck onto the road.

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