in mind. I shrug. “Anywhere.”
He grins. Anywhere it is.
He starts the truck, which
hums gently. Well-tuned.
We bump down the dirt
track, turn onto the blacktop
away from town, toward
the state park. The road
winds along the Kern River.
Ever rafted this section?
I shake my head. “Heard
it’s fast through here.” I don’t
mention my water paranoia.
I’ll take you in the spring.
It’s more than fast. It’s ball-
shrinking crazy. And cold.
I laugh. “I’ll take your word
for it.” I look over at him,
can’t help but stare at his
incredible physique. Only
problem is, he catches me.
What? Something wrong?
“No.” Is he kidding? Just
being here so close to him
makes everything, “Perfect.”
It’s close to an invitation.
Kyle takes the opportunity
to ask, So what got into you?
I understand the question,
but pretend I don’t. “What do