“You hiding, Shay?” Looking up, Indy’s neck is craned, peeking into the isolated cove, bouquet of white flowers dangling in her hand. Beautiful as ever. Happy too. And I can only hope I’m the reason for that. “You know me too well, Ivers.” “Can I hide with you?” Head leaning back on the wall, I take a deep breath thanks to her proximity. “You can hide with me forever, baby.”
