*Benjamin*
I asked Calvin if I could drive because I thought it might help me keep my mind off her. It hasn’t. Their conversation about Anthony helped some, but now all I can think about is seeing Delilah again.
I grip the steering wheel again as I try to hide how nervous I am. Seth sat me down before we left and, in no uncertain terms, demanded I stay away from her. He only allowed me to come because Ada wanted me to. Bless that sweet girl.
I won’t touch her. I know I can’t, and if I’m being honest, I don’t want to. I have gained a whole new respect for her mate. He dropped everything to help us find Ada, and I owe him.
I’ve been driving so slowly that I’m pretty sure a turtle could pass us. I’m only delaying the inevitable, though. They have to go here. They’ll have to go to
