EVELYN

"Oh yes," Ian spoke like he just remembered. Then he opened the passenger door for me to enter.

When he got to the driver's seat and sat down, I briefly glanced at his ear. My goodness, it was still red. It could not be the kiss we shared seconds ago. Maybe he was having an allergic reaction to something he must have taken this morning.

"You said you cooked some food. Why don't you check if you can bring them out. We would be on the road for an hour."

"Don't worry, Ian, they won't ...