Chapter 6

“Thanks, Stormy, for everything. You’re a hell of a woman. Don’t sell yourself short. You could put on something sparkly, get up in front of a crowd and sing like you did with me last night. I guarantee they’d eat it up. Maybe truckin’ is what you want to do with your life, but if you change your mind…”

For a moment she actually thought about it, but it was too big a change. She’d always been kind of shy for all the temper and stubborn will matching her name. “No, I’d be too nervous. I’d forget all the words and make an ass of myself.”

“Damn fine ass,” he said, winking.

Feeling the blush heat her face, she slowed and pulled to the curb in front of a diner on the truck route. “Is this okay?”

“It is.” He opened the door, grabbed his gear and swung down. He didn’t offer a goodbye kiss, and she didn’t ask for one. It was a one-night stand, a good one, but that’s all. No use trying to find something that isn’t there.

“Take it easy,” he said, before he shut the door.