whispered Mia. “Just give me a moment.” The limousine pulled away smoothly. Our driver turned up the air conditioning just as I’d asked. Mia snuggled in, her body warm and soft against my mine. I focused on the passing view, immersed in self-analysis. The town car drove us farther into the city. “Do you want to talk about it?” Mia broke the silence. My thoughts scattered, trying to make sense of the last forty-eight hours. “Don’t be frightened of the future,” she said. “I’m cautious.” “Remember what you once told me? Our subconscious naturally guides us to our future.” “Sounds like I was trying to get into your panties.” She playfully thumped my arm. “You’ve taught me so much. That we must trust the path we’re on.”
