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“Thank you.”
Turning back to the steering wheel, he starts the truck and leans over to turn the radio to the country station as I bite back a smile.
“So,” I start as we pull out of the parking lot. “Do I get to hear about your family now?”
He steals a glance in my direction before shaking his head as he blows out a breath. “That’s a heavy conversation that should probably be saved for later.”
“Oh.”
“I’m sorry… it’s just…”
“Dark and complicated?” I supply, remembering our conversation from last night.
He nods. “Yeah.”
Nothing I know about him would suggest that he is playing games with me but his unwillingness to tell me anything about his past doesn’t sit well with me. But then again, how well do I really know him? It has only been four days since the accident. God, I’m officially losing my mind.
We spend the rest of the ride home in silence and by the time he pulls into the driveway, I’m practically scrambling out of the truck to escape the tension. He meets me around the front and wisely doesn’t reach for my hand as we walk up to the front porch. At the door, I turn to him.
“Well, thank you for your help today.”
He runs his fingers through his dirty blond hair and sighs. “Listen, I know things got weird back there but I’m really hoping that you’ll still agree to that date we talked about.”
“I don’t…”
My words are cut off by the front door opening and Alice sticks her head out and grins at me. “Quinn, can I talk to you for a second?”
“Uh… Can it wait?”
She shakes her head and I peek over at Lucas before nodding.
“Just give me a second, okay?”
He nods and I duck inside with Alice. As soon as the door closes, my gaze roams over the hallway, searching for Brooklyn.
“Where’s Brooke?”
“Sleeping.”
I turn back to her and scowl. “So why did you call me in here?”
“Because you’re about to turn down a date with that ridiculously hot man out there.”
Sighing, I lean back against the door. “It’s complicated, Alice.”
“Because of…”
I cut her off by pressing my hand to her mouth, aware that she was able to hear my conversation with Lucas through the door.
“No,” I whisper.
“Do you like him?”
I nod. “Yes.”
“Okay, so then give this thing a shot.”
Dr. Jeffers’ comment from my session two days ago pops into my mind and I suck in a breath, peeking over my shoulder at the closed door as my heart races. Shit. Am I really going to do this?
“C’mon, Quinn. I have a good feeling about this guy.”
Sighing, I meet her gaze and nod. “Okay. I’ll agree to one date but that’s it.”
“Yes!” she squeals, jumping up and down excitedly. Shaking my head, I leave her to her victory party in the foyer as I step out onto the porch again. Lucas smiles as I meet his gaze.
“Okay,” I say with a nod and his grin grows.
“Yeah?”
I nod again. “One date - that’s all I’m agreeing to.”
“That will do for now,” he answers, pulling me into his arms and pressing his lips against my forehead. I say a little prayer to whoever is up there watching over me that he doesn’t destroy me as I melt into him, already in way too deep.
