I smile as they try to figure out a bet that will work. I enjoy listening to the three of them mess with each other. They’re all good guys. Colton and Dylan are very kind to me and treat me like they’ve known me for years. They accept me right into their little fold.
My phone rings. “It’s Kia,” I tell Maverick. “Be right back.”
“Hey,” I say to her as I start walking toward the back of the restaurant.
“How are you?” she asks. “Are you nearly to Chicago?”
I turn into the hallway where the restrooms are located and lean against the wall. “We’re in Denver.”
“Oooh, you’re close!” She giggles. “How’s your travel partner?”
“He’s…” I hesitate.
And that’s all Kia needs.
“Holy shit. You fucked him, didn’t you?”
“Kia. Your language,” I joke.
“Seriously, Hannah. Don’t leave me hanging.”
I glance around to make sure I’m alone. “Yes.”
She screams, nearly breaking my eardrum.
When I bring the phone back to my ear, she asks me, “How was it?”
“Incredible,” I admit. “Like, crazy good.”
“So happy for you!” she says. “And he’ll be in Chicago, too?”
“Yeah. But I don’t think anything will come of it.”
“Why not?”
“I just don’t. I’m supposed to be having a rebound right now, remember? Not a relationship.”
“Don’t say that,” she says. “We can’t plan when we meet the right guy. Don’t end things just because he doesn’t fit with the plans you set for yourself.”
Maybe she’s right. Maybe I should talk to Maverick about what comes after we get to Chicago.
Not tonight, though. I’ll do it after he films the commercial. Maybe tomorrow night, which is our last before we reach our destination.
Chapter Thirty-Three
Maverick
Once Hannah’s left the table, I tip my chin at Colton. “You okay?”
“Yeah,” he says. “Why?”
“You’ve been distant tonight,” I say.
Dylan flicks his gaze over to Colton. “You have been,” he agrees.
Colton’s eyes dim. “I haven’t been back to Colorado since my dad died.”
I don’t get the connection.
