“It’s only a thirty-minute ride.”
“Here. He pulls a wad of money from his pocket. “Call a taxi.”
“There’s enough here to buy a small car.”
He shrugs. “So, do that.”
“No. I’ve got this.” I put the money on the worktop next to him.
“Don’t be stubborn.”
“Hmm… wonder where I would have learned that?”
“Scarlet.”
I sigh and turn, skimming several notes off the top. “Just taxi fare.”
“We’ll share one. I do have a few places to go.”
“To get a bed?” I ask while calling a taxi.
“Yes. You shoved me onto the floor last night.”
“It’s not really a mattress for two.” Unless it’s Theo and me on top of each other. God… will my mind ever stop going to him? The taxi company answers, and I make my request.
*
“This is yourjob?” Oscar asks as the taxi pulls up to the Moores’.
“Yes. I assist Mrs. Moore while her husband fucks about.”
The taxi driver shifts his gaze to me in the rearview mirror. Sure, this one understands my English perfectly.
“Sorry?” Oscar squints at me.
“It’s complicated. Their son, Nolan, owns the house on Tybee Island that I stayed at with Theo.”
“Theo?”
I glance up after grabbing my umbrella off the floor between us. “Uh… yeah. Theo is the man.”
“The bloke that left you.”
I sigh. “Something like that.”
He gazes back out the window. Then he hands the driver some money. “Thank you. I’ll be getting out here too.”
“Wait!” I start to protest, but not before Oscar steps out of the taxi and runs around to open my door.
“No. Absolutely not.”
“Hurry, Ruby, before we get soaked.” He grabs my hand and yanks me out of the taxi, practically dragging me to the door while my other hand fumbles with the umbrella. It finally opens up after we’re already on the porch.
I frown.
“It’s just a little water.”
“That was my point when I said I would ride my bike.”
