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“Is she coming our way?”Ah shit!
The dog whimpered.
She stopped at the passenger door and made a gesture for him to roll it down.
“I think it’s too late to ignore her.” Raven pressed the button on the console and the glass lowered. “Can I help you?” She was short enough that he could see only the top of her head and her shades. The kind that rich people bought.
“Areyoumy driver?” she asked none too friendly.
“No.”Thank God.
A second of silence passed as if she were deciding if she could believe him. She swiped her gaze up and down the empty sidewalk, took a step back then planted her hands on her hips. “Are you sure?”
“I think I’d know, ma’am,” he said confidently.
Her shoulders slumped. “Sorry for bothering you then.”
The woman went back to her bags and Raven rolled the window up. He watched her which occupied his time. She seemed hell bent on calling someone, but she was having difficulty.
“That’s the problem with city folk. They think they have cell service in every nook and cranny in the world.”
As seconds turned into a minute, he could see her frustration building in the tight set of her lips and flushed features. Her hair matted to her damp neck and the shirt clung to her in a way that made Raven’s mouth salivate.
“Where the hell is he?” Raven felt sweat cover his back, soaking into his T-shirt, which had nothing to do with the temperature.
After five more minutes, he decided what harm would come from asking her some questions.
Rolling the window back down, he called out to her, “Hey, where are you from?”
He could practically see by her frown that she wanted to ignore him. Then her chin came up stubbornly. “I’m not interested.”
Raven shook his head. She thought he was coming onto her. He had half the mind to lift the window. “Chicago by chance?”
Her mouth parted slightly. “Are you from Bonnie’s Bluebonnets?”
“I think we might be in trouble, Chow.” Raven slipped out of the truck and said a curt, “Stay,” to the dog. Striding to the sidewalk, Raven plastered on what he hoped was his best smile. It had worked on countless occasions in getting him out of trouble. “Bonnie asked me to pick up some fellow by the name of…uhm…”
“Edgar?” She filled in the blank.
“Yeah, I think that’s his name.”
The frown returned. “Edgar isn’t here. I am, and I’ve been waiting for an hour. Being punctual might not have importance here in Montana but where I come from it matters greatly. Time is money.”
“Sorry, but—”
“Don’t apologize,” she snapped.
“Fine by me,” he muttered.
“Am I supposed to ride in that?” She jutted her chin toward his tricked-out Dodge.
“Do you see any other rides?” He scanned the empty area. His patience had fizzled.
“I guess I have no other choice.” She huffed.
“Oh, you do have a choice.” He grunted.
She swirled to face him, this time whipping off the sunglasses. Her piercing blue eyes spanked his soul. “Excuse me?”
