Colt glanced over at her, and she saw the truth in his eyes. He really did want her to take his hand. He wanted her to offer him the forgiveness that he didn’t deserve, without even having to ask for it. Lettie was not about that. If he wanted her forgiveness, he’d best be getting on his knees - and even then, she might kick him in the gut and tell him to stay down if he knows what’s good for him.
Lettie tugged at the sinking sleeve of her sweater, hiding the red strap of her bra once more, sure that her cheeks were now as red as her underthings.
“You’re right, that was inappropriate. I apologize.” Colt nodded and turned his eyes back to the road, disappointment etched across his brow. After a beat, he continued, “Uhm...mind telling me where we’re going?”
“I’ll pull up the directions f
