"Good," I echoed, trying to follow his lead in not making it into more than it had to be, but I found myself fighting a grin. "Because I'm paying way to much on rent for an apartment I never use."

I cut him a look as we stopped at the first light leading into town, and I knew that he'd be able to see it in my eyes.

I was happy. A dangerous, exhilarating, perfect kind of happiness. I wanted to pull over again and drag him into my arms. Instead, I focused on getting us home in one piece.

Home.