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“Micheal’s cool,” Rowan says excitedly, referring to Sunny and Darrel’s oldest son. “He says we can go skateboarding at the park next week.”
“You know how to skate?” Adam asks. His muscles bulge as he turns the wheel. I can’t help but notice how casually sexy he looks driving in the dusk.
“No, but I can learn.”
I try to restrain the smile, but it’s hard. Rowan’s overconfidence is adorable.
“I saw you signing with Niko,” Adam says, glancing in the rear-view mirror. “Did she teach you something?”
“Yeah.” Rowan lifts his hands to make a gesture. “Poop.” And then he breaks out into loud guffaws.
I exchange a look with Adam.
Not only does Rowan seem more upbeat today, he seems like an entirely new kid. Something tells me that it’s not only because of his new friends. I bet Adam opening up to him caused a breakthrough.
“Plus, I found out a secret,” Rowan whispers.
“What?” I ask, intrigued by the lives of the kids.
“You can’t tell anybody, okay?” Rowan insists.
“We promise,” Adam says.
“I think Bailey likes Elizabeth.”
Adam gasps loudly. Then he smirks. “Who’s Bailey and who’s Elizabeth?”
“Bailey’s the little boy with the blue eyes and glasses. He’s Sunny’s youngest son.” I yawn and then cover my mouth to stifle it. “Elizabeth is Max and Dawn Stinton’s daughter. She’s the one with the hazel eyes and pigtails.”
“Ah.” A crease appears above Adam’s eyebrows. “How do you know all that?”
“I observed.” It’s one of my favorite things to do. Watch people and how they interact with each other. Humans show who they really are when they think no one’s looking. It’s led to many interesting revelations.
Adam bobs his head, impressed. “Which one is Alistair’s daughter?”
“The youngest. Belle. Pretty brown eyes. Gap-tooth smile.”
“You’re scary.”
“You have no idea,” I murmur.
Adam laughs and flicks the indicator.
I sit straight up. “Adam, that’s not the way to my apartment.”
“Do you want to go back home?” Adam arches an eyebrow. “What ifJaxis still there waiting for you?”
Oh-ho.
I’m not touching that with a ten-foot pole.
Sinking back into my chair, I stare straight ahead. “It’s not what you think.”
“How do you know what I think? Did you invent a machine that can read minds while I wasn’t looking?”
“If I did, I’d slap a patent on it so fast, your head would spin.”
Adam doesn’t find it funny.
