Just like Callie, spewing all that and then disconnecting before Glory could get a word out. Surely, she wouldn’t share any of those thoughts with Tanner. If she did, Tanner would tell Kam, and Kam would go running in the opposite direction.
The man had an apartment. He was preparing to live on his own.
He was not interested in marriage.
Glory was happy to have him for now, and for however long it lasted. But she refused to look too far into the future. Like Kam, she was starting a new phase in her life. She had her own plans.
Sure, Mike had put a kink in the works, but she was still determined.
When the car reappeared again, this time hanging back, Glory wasn’t sure what to think.
She was dividing her time between watching the road and glancing in her mirrors, so when the phone rang, it startled her. Liz wanted an update on the meeting she’d just attended, and how the work from home was going. Her strident voice put Glory even more on edge. The second she thought it, she felt guilty.
She owed Liz a lot and she would never forget it, so she made sure her tone was light and friendly as she answered Liz’s questions and updated her on new business.
“You’re not overworking, are you?” Liz asked. “I already have one daughter running around like a raggedy farm girl. I don’t need both of you coming unraveled.”
Locking her jaw to keep from defending Callie, Glory said, “I’m not unraveling, I promise.”
“Good. You know we depend on you.”
Huh. That was as close to a compliment as Liz ever gave, and it pleased her. “Thank you. I depend on you as well.”
That blasted car pulled up even closer and Glory decided it was time to worry. “Sorry, Liz, I’m driving on those old winding roads so how about I call you tomorrow morning? We can talk more then.”
“You should never answer your phone while driving. Those roads, especially, are dangerous. They all need to be repaved and there are too many trees blocking the road signs. It’s a wonder people don’t get killed there every day.”
Glory slowed, hoping the car would go around her, but instead, it just continued to follow her. “We’ll visit soon to catch up. Bye now.” She disconnected and, even though she thought she might be overreacting, she called Kam.
He answered on the first ring. “Hey, babe. Where are you? Getting close?”
“I think someone is following me.” She tried not to sound frantic because it wouldn’t help anything, but still she knew her voice was a pitch too high. To moderate it, she cleared her throat. “I can’t see the driver because he has tinted windows, but the car’s been behind me for a while now.”
“Where are you?”
His calm, take-charge tone helped. “I’m still on Mill, about five minutes from Bloom Road.” A largely deserted stretch of road surrounded by woods.
“I’m on my way. Already in my car. Stay on the line with me.”
Now she really felt absurd. “I didn’t mean to have you—”
“Don’t piss me off, Glory. I told you we’re not taking chances.”
The touch of anger actually reassured her that she’d done the right thing. “Okay, thank you.”
“You have both hands on the wheel, right?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Tell me about the other car. Make, model?”
“Um...” She knew next to nothing about cars so this would be one of those times when she felt horribly self-conscious. Callie would laugh it off, but Glory looked in the rearview mirror and spotted the car again. “It’s white, midsize.”
Without ridiculing her lack of knowledge, Kam asked, “Car, SUV, or truck?”
“Definitely a car.” As she slowed even more for a curve, it got closer again.
“Two-door or four-door?”
