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She turned to look at him and he grinned at her.

She laughed in disbelief and got another censoring look from the black-clad woman in front of them.

“Sorry,” she mouthed, sinking down into her seat.

She tried to concentrate on the screen, but Theo’s arms stayed around her for the duration and if asked at the end what the movie was about, she wouldn’t have been able to tell you.

All she could think about was her friend’s lips on her skin.

And how much she’d liked it.

Chapter Nine

“I’m pretty sure it’s just up around this bend.” Pheobe’s forehead crinkled.

The resort was not around that bend. Or the next. Or the next. They were not almost there. Phoebe did not know where she was going. The movie theater had been a bust and now it was getting dark. Theo was starting to wonder if this damn place existed anymore.

And he had a pounding headache.

“I could have sworn⁠—”

“We’ve passed that tree at least five times now.”

“How could you possibly know that?” she snapped. “It’s just a tree.”

“You’re a dryad, Fee! Seems like you should be more in tune with the trees!”

“Oak trees! These are pines.”

Theo groaned. “Well, that pine looks like it has an old-man face, and we’ve passed it at least five times. We’re going in circles.”

“Hmph.” Phoebe pushed the sunglasses up on her head, frowning into the setting sun. “I really thought⁠—”

“Just pull over.”

Fee didn’t argue. She pulled the truck onto the shoulder and shifted into park. “Sorry, I⁠—”

“Get out,” he growled, the tension of the day pressing down on his shoulders.

Phoebe shot him a worried glance but hopped out of the cab and Theo did the same. He strode to the driver’s side, got in, and sat glaring ahead until Phoebe got back in.

He leaned over and popped open the glove box. They’d wasted a full day driving in circles.

He dug out a map and a granola bar. He tossed the bar to Fee who squeaked in surprise and unfolded the map on the steering wheel in front of him. They were in Northern Maine, still about an hour’s drive from the Canadian border.

“Show me again where Ruby said it was.”

Phoebe unwrapped her granola bar and took a bite, her gaze on the map. Her brow furrowed in concentration.

“I thought she said right around here,” she said, pointing to a heavily forested area near where they’d been driving. “But maybe it was further west?” Her tongue poked out and licked a granola crumb from her bottom lip.

Theo sighed. “Maybe.”

Phoebe frowned.

“Well, maybe we should find somewhere to spend the night. Try again in the morning.”

Phoebe breathed a sigh of relief. “Yes! Definitely. I can’t spend another minute in this truck.”