Page 59 of The Void

He didn’t want to tell her that he’d seen the play before. Besides, within the first few minutes, he was so lost in the story again that it didn’t matter.

“Want me to take the first shift?” Mia asked after they had loaded all their items in the trunk of his car.

“No, I got this,” he assured her as he opened the car door for her.

“I like your car,” she said absently. “I would have expected a Lamborghini or a Bentley.” She shrugged and slid into the BMW. “You must have rented the one you had at my place,” she said after he slid behind the wheel.

He smiled. “I would never own an Aston Martin myself. I’d have far too many speeding tickets. But they are fun to drive.”

“This one is a lot roomier too.” She leaned back. “Now comes the most serious question of our relationship…”

He glanced at her before pulling out of the parking garage. “What’s that?”

“What kind of music do you listen to?” She leaned forward and hit the power button on his radio.

When “Sweet Caroline” started playing, she laughed and turned it up. She sang along as he drove them out of the city.

At ten that night, they pulled over just outside of Atlanta to get a hotel room. They didn’t want to arrive in Hidden Creek in the middle of the night since the house he’d arranged to rent wouldn’t be ready for them until the following day.

The next morning before hitting the road again, they decided to eat breakfast at the diner across the street from their hotel.

He would never in a million years have imagined he’d be perfectly happy sitting in a highway diner eating a very unhealthy and extremely greasy breakfast.

They had just finished their food when the bell above the door chimed. Normally, he wouldn’t have given the pretty blonde a second glance, but since Mia was staring at her in shock, he turned back around.

“What?” he asked Mia.

“It’s her,” she whispered, motioning towards the woman.

“Who?” He frowned back at the woman.

“Pandora.”

Chapter Seventeen

Mia couldn’t take her eyes off the woman sitting across the diner from them. It was Pandora. Or, rather, a woman identical to her.

This woman was dressed in worn jeans and a college sweatshirt, wore no makeup, and had her long blonde hair tied back in a braid. Still, she was just as beautiful as when she’d seen her before.

Okay, so her skin wasn’t glowing with millions of sparkly diamonds and her hair was a few shades darker than it had been when she’d exploded into stars.

“You’re sure?” Lucas asked, leaning across the booth to whisper.

“Positive.” She nodded without taking her eyes off the woman.

“Okay.” Lucas straightened. “What do we do now?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know.” She frowned and looked back at Lucas. “Can’t you go over there and flirt with her or something?”

He laughed so loud, the woman glanced their way. Oh god.

The moment the woman’s eyes locked with her own, Mia thought she would recognize her. Instead, she turned away and looked down at the menu.

“Okay, so I don’t think she recognizes me,” she told Lucas.

“You mentioned they wouldn’t,” he pointed out.

“Right.” She continued to watch the woman while she thought about what they should do.