Page 56 of No Need to Run
“Oh, I am,” he says quickly. “I just hide it well.”
I smile. “I know.”
He glances at me again, a flicker of suspicion crossing his face.
“Overthinking is pretty common for introverts.”
He looks at me, brows raised. “Are you saying you’re introverted?”
“You sound surprised.” I shift in the seat. “I’m an extroverted introvert. I do well in one-on-one or in small groups, but when I need to recharge, I don’t want to be around anyone.”
Except for Callie.
And you.
He nods but doesn’t say anything.
I smile. “But you’re easy to talk to, Drew.”
Easier than anyone I’ve ever met.
“Really? Most people think I’m awkward.”
“I’m not most people.”
His eyes move back to the road, like he’s trying to understand why this feels different.
I can’t let him think too much.
I don’t want to frighten him.
Not now.
Not when he’s so close to being mine.
“You think before you speak. You know what you want. You like routine over chaos.” My fingers trace lightly over the seam of my jeans. “That’s not a bad thing.”
He exhales, a small smile forming as he looks at me. “You’re a good judge of character.”
“Thanks. Paying attention to details is kind of my job.”
You have no idea that the job I’m referring to is you.
I don’t consider Drew work in the traditional sense.
I simply study him with the same focus I give to marketing trends and author branding.
I know what I want. And I fully intend to get it.
Failure is not an option.
I’m snapped from my thoughts when he pulls in front of my house.
The idling car fills the silence between us.
Neither of us move.
“I had a really nice time,” he says, his voice softer.
