Tempted By a Dangerous Man
“At the next exit, I pulled Corbin’s hulking SUV off the highway and found an open gas station.
A shivering attendant came out of his little booth as I rolled up to the pump.
I cracked the window an inch. Cold air rushed inside like it, too, couldn’t bear another moment of winter. “Fill up,” I said, poking the gas card at him. “Check the windshield washer fluid, too. Please.” Being incognito wasn’t a reason to forget my manners.
The attendant’s gaze lingered a moment too long, and I struggled not to duck my head or act suspicious. I wondered what he saw. Not me. That was for sure.
Across a stretch of filthy snow, The Soups and Grains Kitchen seemed to still be open. “Be right back,” I told the attendant when he handed back the card. He surely didn’t care. The light rain had turned back to sleet, slippery underfoot. I picked my way to the restaurant—better to be soaked and freezing than to break my arm. Inside, the fast food place smelled like stale bread and macadamia nuts.
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