CHAPTER FIVE
“I don’t know how long this trip we’re going on is supposed to be,” Keira said as she got into the passenger side of Shane’s car and fiddled with her seat belt. “But I need a coffee ASAP. And if you could get me back with a few hours to spare before the festival kicks off that would be great. I need to get in some solid writing hours.” She finally got buckled in. “So, where are we going?”
When she received no response from Shane she looked over to see him wearing his characteristic amused expression. She folded her arms. “What?”
He gave her a shrug. “Well, it’s hardly the weather for sunglasses, that’s all I was thinking.”
Keira pushed her sunglasses resolutely against her nose. “There might be early morning glare,” she replied, cringing at the haughtiness she heard in her
