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His tornado gray eyes met my gaze. "I've got to go," he said. "Bell texted me and wanted me to drop you back off here.” I groaned, and he smirked. "I just want to make sure you're okay? Was the interviewupsetting?"
"Upsetting?" I shook my head. "No. It wasn't upsetting. I liked going with you. I think I'm sad for Mr. Spencer – and Sarah, a bit, though we don't know what's wrong yet. She's definitely struggling with something. I'm not completely convinced that it's just teenage angst or whatever people callit."
His smile was tinted with something sad, but I didn't understand why. He leaned over and kissed my cheek, sparks dancing under my nerve endings where his lips met my skin. "I'll see you tonight, Sunshine," hepromised.
I couldn’t do anything but nod, then opened the car door and got out. I watched as Marv backed out and headed back down the long driveway of our country house. His taillights disappeared around a copse of trees and still I remained staring after him with my hand pressed against my cheek until the door to the garage swung inward, hitting the wall and startling me. "Hey, Sweetheart," Bellamy said. "What’re you still doing outhere?"
I shook my head, wondering the same thing. “Sorry,” I said. “I was just cominginside.”
He looked at me for a moment before smiling. “Do you want to finish yourpainting?”
I shrugged, glad that Marv had been wrong about more PT. Bellamy must have taken that as assent because he held out his hand to me and I took it, letting him lead me into the house and away from thoughts that the interview with Mr. Spencer had dredgedup.
