“One day into vacation,” Beth said from the passenger seat.
“Yup.” I kept my eyes on the road. The highway twisted through the forested hills.
She hit the button to open the sunroof. “We’ve only got six days left.”
“At this rate, you’ll burn the motor out before we have to return the car.”
She laughed, deep and rich. She let her hair out of the ponytail. “Mark, did you really expect to just carpool to the beach?”
I thought about my cubemate who’d turned into the sexy woman beside me.
“I hope not,” I said, and we both smiled.