Joshua wished he shared the excitement, but he didn’t. Since waking up that morning, he’d felt a nagging uneasiness that wouldn’t let go of him. When he pulled into the driveway of Victoria’s cabin, the tension inside him settled into a knot in his stomach. He realized he was waiting for the other shoe to drop; waiting for Victoria to realize she’d made a big mistake last night in so easily accepting what he was; waiting for her to look at him with either speculation or uncertainty. He wondered when he’d begun to care so much for Victoria’s opinion. Before he brought the midnight-blue BMW to a full stop, she appeared at the door of the cabin, gave him an easy smile, and waved. She closed the cabin door behind her and walked out on the porch as he got out of the car. When he couldn’t find anything different or missing in her eyes, the tension magically dissolved. He still couldn’t read her emotions, but the smile was genuine. Victoria hadn’t changed because of what she’d learned last night.
