Chapter 215

Diners and Deep Conversations-1

We've been on the road for hours and Zaid hasn't said a word.

In his defense, neither have I, but I don't want to be the only one breaking the ice

between the two of us. The hum of the engines and the rhythm of the tires against the

road is the only sound in the car.

I let my eyes slide over to look at Zaid's profile. His eyes are fixed on the road, but his expression is distant. His knuckles are white against the steering wheel, his jaw clenched

tight.

I lean back in my seat and look out into the passing landscape. It's a flat, dirt road for

miles with the occasional lonely tree and cacti. It's nothing like Florida with the green

and water everywhere. It's dry, cracked and brown, but

beautiful sky above us.

phone buzzes on the dashboard, and he reaches

the road.

and hands it to me. "You should keep looking at the houses. Choose the ones you

I feel a surge in my heart. The fact that he trusts me with this, unlocked, is

has. One catches my eye more than the rest. Green

the swing to watch the sunrise and the

in my throat and turn to

one," I say softly, my fingers brushing

tightening. He doesn't say anything for a moment, and I feel the space between

he lets out a breath, his hand tightening on the wheel. "That was my

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