On the way back to Phoenix, Kate felt tired and fell asleep. When she woke up, she found herself leaning on Tristan’s shoulder. She smelt a light scent on him. It was the fragrance of wood from the soap he used.
She sat up straight and looked out the window of the bus. It was endless forests and mountains of peculiar shapes. The magical trip of three days was going to be over, and she was unwilling to leave.
A question that had been lingering in her heart slipped out of her mouth “Did you…”
Tristan turned to see her with tenderness.
His eyes made her lose courage, but since she had already opened her mouth, she decided to say it, “always take her out?”
He understood who she referred to immediately and turned his head a little way down and shook his head.