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But she didn’t have the bandwidth to reply with a barb. Instead, she leaned back as the choc-deliciousness hit her system and noticed Landon’s demeanor had softened.
“Can I ask you a question?”
“Sure,” she replied through a mouthful of chocolate butterscotch bliss.
“You said you ran away when you were a kid.”
“I did.”
“Why?”
She didn’t want to regurgitate the sad orphan Harper story, but she could provide general insight. She wiped the corners of her mouth. “Power, I guess. I didn’t have much of a say about things when I was a kid, and when you’re powerless, you find something to control.”
He nodded. “I can understand that.”
Of course, he could. He had foster parents. That’s when a strange realization hit. She’d followed Heartthrob Warfare religiously when she was a teen, but she knew very little about his background. Whoever had overseen his PR had kept any substantive information away from the media. That was likely Mitzi’s doing. Their fairy tale story centered on being a trio of kids in Colorado who were pulled from obscurity thanks to LookyLoo.
There was so much more to this man than she’d expected.
He hit the blinker, and they exited the highway. After a few twists and turns, the asphalt road gave way to the crunch of gravel. They passed a line of mailboxes, and she spied one with Fletcher-Medina painted along the side.
“Tomás and Bess live up this way,” he said softly.
“Trey Grant lived up here, too, right?”
That was the other nugget of info broadcast about Heartthrob Warfare. A musically gifted brother and sister who teamed up with their neighbor—a teen named Trey Grant.
He didn’t reply.
She shouldn’t have brought it up.
“Sorry,” she murmured. “I remembered reading about Trey being your neighbor. I think it was an article calledTen Facts About Heartthrob Warfare. It was online or something…years ago.”
He glanced at her, and curiosity flashed in his eyes.
Ugh! She did not want to sound like a fangirl.
“Trey was our neighbor,” Landon answered. “He lived with his aunt, but she passed away a while back.” His posture stiffened. “We’re almost to the house.”
Time was up.
She popped another bonbon into her mouth. “What should we say about us?” she asked through a glut of caramel. “About the…”
“They know about our marriage. When I was on the phone with Bess, she asked me about it.”
She was meeting her in-laws.
Holy shit, she had in-laws!
“Did Aria tell them after the video call?” She should figure out how they’d learned about the unorthodox union.
“They heard the call, and then they got online.”
They must have seen the video.
Again, she thanked the stars Babs was cut off from the world.
“Were they upset?”
