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“No. That’ll be part of the adventure. And if we get it now, we’ll have it for the rest of the trip.” She smiled.
When the waitress came around to ask if they wanted anything else, Daisy asked where they could buy a tent and some sleeping bags and was directed to a no-name box store a few miles up the road.
“So, we’ve got to spend a lot of time together,” she said. “Might as well make the best of it. Tell me about yourself. Why’d you get out of police work?”
He knew it was too much to hope they could spend the next several days in silence. Noah was good at reading people and knew right away that for Daisy, long-term quiet wouldn’t be feasible.
“I was tired of it. My last day on the job was a week after we met. I own a security company now.”
“That’s cool. Do you like it?”
“I did.”
She tilted her head to one side. “Have I done something to offend you?”
“It’s not you. It’s me,” he said dryly. “I’m just not a people person.”
“Well, unless we want the next week to be unbearable, we should at least be friends. Don’t you think?”
“I doubt we have much in common.”
“Everyone hassomethingin common,” she said. “Let’s see. If we were a Venn diagram, where would we intersect?”
He thought for a second. “We’re both pretty tall.”
She smirked. “What are your top three desserts? Mine are, in order, apple pie, lemon bars, and peach cobbler.”
“Fruit doesn’t belong in desserts. I’d say donuts, specifically chocolate cake with chocolate frosting and chocolate sprinkles, peanut butter cookies, and brownies.”
“Okay. What about movies?”
“Die Hard, any of the early Terminators, andRocky. You?”
“None of those. What about books?”
“You read?”
She narrowed her eyes.
“I don’t think we’re gonna like the same books,” he said. “I like biographies and true crime. I take you for a rom-com or cozy mystery fan.”
“Stereotype much?” she said, standing. “Let’s just go.”
He paid the bill on the way out and struggled back into the driver’s seat, cursing the whole time. They stopped at the store the waitress had recommended and bought the bare minimum to spend the night in the woods—a tent, two sleeping bags, matches, and some bug spray.
“You sure this is it? You don’t want a mattress pad or a pillow?” He had a hard time believing she was this into roughing it. Even he wanted a pillow, but wouldn’t buy one if she didn’t.
“If you weren’t here, I wouldn’t even bother with a tent,” she said.
“Well, don’t do anything only on my account.”
“Trust me. I won’t.” She stomped off to the checkout counter.
“I think I found a point for our Venn diagram,” he said, catching up to her at the cash register. “You’re as stubborn as I am, maybe more so.”
“See, I knew we’d find something.” She smiled and winked. At least she was better at letting go of a grudge than he was.
In the parking lot, she pulled out her phone, read something, and frowned.
