samples, leaving her fresh core tubes to use, as well as additional sets of gloves and booties. The parking lot emptied out and she turned toward Jerrod, who was now bouncing from foot to foot to stay warm.
“I’m rescuing you,” she said. “Climb in. At least you’ll be out of the wind.”
It was picking up again, as if the air wanted to snatch the last heat it could from them.
In the driver’s seat, turning the engine over, she realized that she could hear the wind whistling inside the cab of her car now. Apparently some of those cracks had gone all the way through even though it was safety glass. Hell, she hoped the damn thing didn’t fall out.
Given that the last temperature she had seen said it was about eighteen degrees out, she let the engine warm up again. “Guess I’m going to have to plug in tonight,” she remarked.
“Plug in?” Jerrod asked.
“Engine block heater. I can tell you’ve never had a vehicle in a climate as cold as this.”
“Not usually. Once I was inserted, I hoofed it.”
That told her a lot, she supposed, or maybe nothing at all. “Back in the old days, when it got really cold, people would drain the oil from their cars and bring it inside, then put it back in the car in the morning. The block heater is a lot more convenient, but you can use an electric blanket under the hood, too.”
“Things I never thought about.”
The engine was starting to put out some heat, so she figured it was warm enough to drive. “It’s kind of you to want to take me to lunch.”
“Well, given a choice of eating alone or eating with you...” Then he laughed. She looked at him, wondering how to take that and then saw the heat in his gaze. Instantly, she blushed. He wanted her. Wow. Too bad he didn’t have any idea what he might be getting into. She dragged her gaze from him, telling her body to shut up. She knew this could lead nowhere good. Maybe she should have refused the lunch, but the rudeness... She sighed and gave in. No way could she insult him by refusing his invitation. She was going to have to find another kind of armor. Trying to sound businesslike, she asked, “Where did you want to have lunch? It’s not like we have an abundance of choices.”
“The diner downtown is pretty good.”
“Sure, if you can take Maude.”
He chuckled quietly. “She doesn’t bug me.”
“She’d be disappointed to hear that.”
The whistling from her back window worsened as she drove. She hoped it wasn’t an omen. She hoped she was right, that no one would have a reason to come after her just for taking soil samples. That no one was stupid enough to think she could find out who had done this thing.
She hoped the uneasiness that Jerrod had inadvertently wedged into her life with his comment about grudges was unnecessary.
She hoped life wasn’t about to change for the worse in a big way.
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