Chapter 10

Her action was the first clue Stormy had received to indicate they were more than simply members of the same band and perhaps friends. Annie’s hand slid down to settle on Bella’s shoulder, a gesture both proprietary and protective. Stormy glanced up and met the tall woman’s steady gaze. She smiled as an unspoken understanding passed between them.

I’m not going to make any moves on your girlfriend. “This is my lifetime for guys. You’re both safe with me. I’m not a poacher anyway. Leave married men and real partners strictly alone.”

“Are you really a truck driver? I know some women do that now, but I thought they’d be…oh, big and tough and probably smoke like a chimney, maybe even cigars.” Bella giggled, shaking her head so her tumbled curls bounced across her shoulders. Annie caught one and wrapped the end around her forefinger.