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 there's at least an

beautiful sky above us.

dashboard, and he reaches for

the road.

houses. Choose the ones you want

his phone, still warm from his hand. I feel a surge in my heart. The

eye more than the rest. Green everywhere, a wraparound porch with a swing, a lake in

sitting on the swing to watch the sunrise and the sunsets. Talking and laughing

the emotion in my throat

say softly, my

looks away, his jaw tightening. He doesn't say anything for a moment, and I feel

out a breath, his hand tightening on the wheel.

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