The Sweetest Match by Abby Tyler

Author:Abby Tyler [Tyler, Abby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781938150845
Publisher: Abby Tyler

Chapter 13

Andrew rolled the car up to Sandy’s house well past midnight

Sandy had chattered almost the entire drive home about River and his house and all the art there. She’d made miniature sculptures of all six of his dogs, and River had promised to keep them in a prominent location forever and ever.

Andrew couldn’t stop smiling. Sandy seemed so happy, so aglow. As he killed the engine in front of her gravel driveway, she announced, “I don’t feel the least bit sleepy!”

“That’s good, since I’m sure Betty expects you to be at work on time.”

Sandy clapped her hand over her mouth. “Oh, my gosh! You have to teach tomorrow! I kept you out way too late!”

“Correction, I believe River Montgomery kept us late in the city four hours from home. But it’s fine. I’ll be fine.”

“Are you sure? I feel like I should bring you extra strong coffee in the morning to make sure you can get through the day.”

Andrew would have loved that, actually, but of course their relationship was nowhere near the point of having the intimacy of her bringing him coffee to work.

“I promise that I’ll be fine. I can handle a single night being up late.”

They sat in the car a minute more, just staring at each other in the moonlight, when Sandy jumped in her seat. “Oh! It’s so late, and here I am keeping you longer. Thank you so much for today. What an amazing day. The best day. The best day ever.”

Her absolute exuberance made him smile even bigger. “Me, too.”

“Are you sure? I was so worried because we sat there for hours and hours talking about nothing but art styles and the best way to make a dog nose and how long before air dry clay would get too difficult to work with.”

“It was perfect,” he assured her.

Sandy reached for her door, and he jumped out to run around and open it for her. She gathered her sunglasses and her scarf in her bag, plus an entire box of extra clay that River had given her, promising that it would just go bad if he kept it.

“Let me help you with that,” he said.

“No, I’ve got it,” she insisted. In fact, she seemed a little frazzled as she hurried toward her front door, almost as if she was trying to escape him.

“Is everything okay?”

He didn’t follow her up the path. Something told him that perhaps she was concerned that he would try to force his way in or something.

She dumped everything at her doorstep and rushed back to him. “No! Not at all! I just. I…”

Whatever it was, he didn’t want to make the end of this evening hard for her in any way. “I guess I’ll see you at our next centennial meeting,” he said. “Unless you wanted to do something before. Maybe dinner in Branson?”

“That would be lovely,” she said. “This weekend?”

His chest relaxed. So whatever was going on a minute ago, it didn’t have to do with him. At least not directly.

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