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He winces. “Maybe.”
I stand up and turn back to the car, just in time to see Hamish slide into the driver’s seat.
“No!”
I run after it, my voice drowned out by the sound of the tires spinning against the gravel. Adam stumbles past me in a feeble attempt to chase him too, but he’s long gone. He leans over, breathing heavily as he stares after his car.
“Fuck,” he hisses. “Julian’s going to kill me.”
“That was Julian’s car?”
My eyebrows lift when he nods.
“I didn’t tell you that?”
“Nope.” I stifle a giggle when he frowns at me. “I was just thinking, imagine if Lily knew that whole time she was sprawled out on the backseat, it was Julian’s car.”
That comment gets a smile out of him.
“I’m sure it’s not the first time she’s been there.”“Come on, Adam,” I tease. “Where’s your sense of adventure?”
I start laughing so hard there are tears in my eyes. I probably shouldn’t be finding this as funny as I am but fuck it.
“I think it’s still in the car—where we aren’t.” He scowls at me. “Why are you finding this so amusing?” he adds, a hint of a smile on his lips.
“Because if I don’t laugh, then I’ll cry and if I do that, I’m not sure when I’ll stop.”
“Okay, so in hindsight, picking up the hitchhiker wasn’t the smartest thing I’d ever done,” Adam admits. “Who knew some kid who looked twelve could pack a punch that almost knocked me out?”
“Uh, me? I knew?” I boast, still grinning like an idiot.
“Oh, bullshit. You were just being scared.”
“Cautious is not being scared,” I retort. “You’re just angry because your little plan to make me uncomfortable didn’t work.
“If I wanted to do that, I’d have asked you straight up if you were thinking about me while you were touching yourself last night.”
I cringe and drop my gaze, because I just got schooled.
We’ve been walking for what feels like hours, in the direction of a gas station that I’m not convinced even exists. Finally, it comes into view. I’m about to tell Adam, when I remember I can never face him again. Ever.
He wanted to leave me back where we were stranded and walk by himself and return with a car, but like hell I was staying there all alone. Hamish—if that’s even his name, was probably waiting for Adam to abandon me, so he could sweep in and abduct me.
I wince, pain driving through my heel again like it has done since we started walking. It’s my choice of shoes that’s the cause. If I had known I’d be walking for miles, I would have worn my hiking books.
“You totally owe me a foot massage, by the way.”
“Gladly,” he says. “I’ll rub your feet while you’re lying back on our big, comfy bed. I warn you, though.” He grins at me. “I’ve been told my foot massages are orgasmic.”
Now it’s my turn to scowl at him.
He chuckles and points at the gas station.
“Look behind it.”
I gasp. A motel.
“Thank fucking God.” I groan.
I throw my arms around him before I realize what I’m doing, then I stare at him awkwardly. When his hand slides over the curve of my ass, I stiffen—and so does something else when I inadvertently press myself against him. His eyes twinkle. He smirks at me, making no attempt to cover his erection.
“Remember that twenty-minute conversation you had with a guy as he jerked himself off in the back of your friend’s car?”
“You play harsh.” His eyes burn through me, but he steps back. “Thanks for telling me, by the way. You obviously knew what he was doing,” he grumbles.
“You’re welcome.” I giggle.We walk past the gas station and into the motel. Adam checks us in while I try and call Mom. It goes to voicemail, so I try Darcy, but that also goes to voicemail. I frown. I’m dying to tell her about Hamish.
“Everything okay?”
“Sure.” I smile at Adam. “I was just trying to call Darcy.”
“No luck?”
I shake my head. “What about you? Did you get us a room?”
He nods and holds up a key.
“I assume it’s a twin,” I add, narrowing my eyes.
He smirks. “Funny story,” he says. I raise my eyebrows. I can’t wait to hear this. “There’s a big convention in town and this is the last room.”
I study him suspiciously, not buying it for a second.
“A big convention here, in the middle of nowhere?” I roll my eyes.
“Hey, it’s true.” He nods at the office. “Go in and find out for yourself. It’s a farming convention. Something about goats?”
I frown, because that’s too random not to be true.
We walk into the room and my eyes fall on the bed. The only bed. There is literally nothing else in the room, either, other than a tiny amount of space of floor.
“Well. This looks cozy.”
