“We’ve been driving for over an hour.” I look out the window at the dark trees blurring past us, “How far is this place Hunter?”

He just smiles and takes my hand, bringing it to his lips for a soft kiss. His other hand stays on the steering wheel.

“Just a few more minutes and we’re there, sweetheart. I promise.”

I smile back and lean my head against the seat, my gaze fixed on his profile, at how focused he is on the road, and I remember how hard he is trying for me. ...