Chapter 95

Teresa left Joy Garden and got into her car, her mind distracted. Suddenly, the passenger door opened and someone slid in, making her jump in fright. When she saw who it was, she calmed down slightly. Hamish settled into the seat beside her, deliberately leaning closer to close the distance between them. He studied her expression carefully, then flashed a dazzling smile. "What's wrong? Am I that scary? Are you too afraid to look at me, or just shy?" Teresa was in no mood for his jokes. "I'm busy. Please get out of the car, Mr. Quale." Hamish ignored her, leaning back with his hands behind his head. He glanced sideways at her. "What's the matter? Are you going to act like a stranger now that we're back in Riverford?" "Hamish, I am genuinely busy," she said, nettled. Her tone carried a trace of grievance. Hamish stopped acting roguish, sat up straight, and without thinking, reached out to pat her gently on the head. "What's the matter?" he asked, his voice suddenly worried. Tere