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“I’m perfectly capable of driving, since it’s my left foot that hurts not my right.”
“You’re already driving on a donut. I’m not going to let you drive with a bummed ankle, too. It’s too dangerous.”
“Seriously? We live in Willow Cove, the least dangerous place in the world. You’re going to have to come up with something better than that poor ass reason.”
“Don’t make me carry you.”
“How very barbarian of you.” He bent to pick her up, and she swatted at his chest. “Don’t you even think about it. I can’t leave. I have to stay and keep an eye on things. Answer any questions Ella has.”
“I don’t have any questions; get out of here,” Ella called from her spot at the cash register.
“Stay out of this,” Cami said, but Ella seemed undeterred. She nodded toward Enzo, lips pursing and eyes wide with insistence.
Cami sighed loudly. “You can drive me home on three conditions.” She held three fingers up and toward Enzo.
“Go on,” he said, curious what her stipulations would be.
“You bring me to the bank to drop off the deposit.”
“Done.”
She dropped a finger. “I don’t need you carrying me like a baby, but if you could give me a piggyback ride to the car, I’ll accept that.”
A smirk quirked at the corner of his mouth. “Okay. And number three?”
“You let me make you a coffee of my choosing, and you have to drink it without grumbling under your breath.”
Leave it to Cami to take advantage of a situation. “You’re using your injury to force coffee onto me.”
“You bet your ass I am. Either you say yes, or I’m making my way across the boardwalk to my car.”
“You really should have been a lawyer.”
“Nah, I would’ve been the female My Cousin Vinny, getting held in contempt every court hearing because I couldn’t bite my tongue.”
“Good point…You would have made a horrible lawyer.”
“Do we have a deal or not?” She held her hand out and waited.
“Deal.”
Chapter 13
Enzo was living up to his nickname with how slow he was driving. They were on the backroads avoiding the tourist chaos and there was no one around, yet he was putt putting along like they were driving along a parade route. Cami was tempted to wave to imaginary people lining the road.
“I think a turtle just passed us,” she said, and Enzo shot a glance in her direction. She couldn’t see his eyes beneath the dark tint of his aviators, but she imagined they were a nice icy blue.
“I’m obeying the speed limit.”
“You’re good friends with the sheriff. I don’t think he’s going to pull you over and give you a ticket if you kick it up a notch.”
“We’re friends because I respect his authority.”
“Then why is he friends with Marco? We know damn well Marco has pushed those boundaries many times.”
“I can’t speak for Marco. I can only speak for myself, and I don’t break the law.”
“Have you ever?” Cami asked as she thought back through the years. Enzo was always the one enforcing the rules with Ella, and as far as she could remember, he was never one to even go out to a party, preferring to stay home and read some book she’d never heard of.
