“You know, if I knew what they looked like, it would make this process a little easier. How else am I supposed to know when we need to pretend?” Declan shuts the map, pockets it, and grabs my hand. “We don’t.” Sparks shoot up my arm from the contact. “So, what? We just act like a couple the entire time?” “Exactly.” I fake groan. “But this place is huge. It could take hours before we find them.” “Maybe even more.”
