I stand and collect myself. “How about we call a truce?”
“A truce?” He raises a brow.
I nod. “Let’s spend a day pretending the rest of the world doesn’t exist.
No work. No Yakura. No regrets. Give me one single day of your time without any of the other stuff bogging us down.”
“What do I get out of this?”
Well, that isn’t exactly a no. “You get a happy wife who won’t suffocate you in your sleep tonight.”
“Think about it often?”
My grin makes my cheeks ache. “Depends on what true crime episode I’m inspired by that night.”
He presses his lips together, stopping a grin from ever forming. I can imagine he has a beautiful smile, but I wouldn’t know. I’ve never seen it. Not in all the years I’ve worked for him, despite all my best efforts.
“Fine. But only because I don’t think you would survive a day in jail,” he replies.
“You’re right. Orange is so not my color.”
And I swear Declan laughs on the inside.
By the time we make it to the truck area, I’ve drained the entire cup of coffee and feel much more like myself. The safari driver and guide both greet us.
Neither of them complains about us being a whole ten minutes late, and I silently mouth told you so to Declan while they prep the truck.
“Are we the first ones here?” I look around the empty area around our idle car.
The guide looks at me with raised brows. “I thought you knew.”
“About?”
“Our tours are meant to be a one-on-one experience so the couples can make the most out of their honeymoon together.”
Well, I suppose I must have interpreted the website incorrectly. I look up at Declan and notice the vein above his right eye has appeared. Great.
He looks down at me. “At least I don’t have to pretend to like people today.”
A laugh explodes out of me. The driver and guide look somewhat horrified, so I calm their worries. “He’s kidding…”
“I’m not,” he replies dryly.
The driver forces a chuckle while the guide looks uncomfortably at me.
“We should get going then. The animals wait for no one.”
The driver hops in the front seat while the guide settles into the one hanging off the side of the vehicle. Declan gets on the special truck first. He extends his hand for me to grab, and I’m lifted onto the tall platform with ease. His hand tightens around mine, sending a current of energy up my arm.
He releases it like it burned him.
“So, what animals are you most excited to see today?” the guide asks.
“A leopard!” I clap my hands together.
The guide whistles before giving the driver a look.
“Is that okay?” I ask, concern etching its way into my voice.
He nods. “Of course. We do our best to find the leopards, but they’re cunning creatures.”
“Oh.” My smile falls a fraction.
“We’ll do everything we can to try to find them.”
I nod. “Of course. No pressure.”
The guide turns toward Declan. “And you, sir? What animal would you like to see?”
He gestures toward me. “Whatever she wants.”
“You don’t have a favorite animal?” I ask.
“Seeing as I’m not five, no.”
I try to coax an answer out of him. “Come on. I know it was a long time ago, but think back to your childhood. There had to be at least one animal you liked more than the rest.”
He shoots me a withering glare. “Elephants.”
“Elephants?”
His lips twitch. “What did you expect? A lion?”
“Honestly? Yes.”
“They’re overrated.”
“And elephants aren’t?”
His eyes shift toward the landscape. “My mom liked them.”
My chest tightens from his admission. The lost look in Declan’s eyes threatens my control over my tear ducts. Something about the way he speaks of his mother always seems to soften me toward him like magic.
I don’t think as I grab his balled-up fist and lace our fingers together.
“She had good taste.”
A noise gets trapped in his throat before he places his other hand on top of mine, securing it to his thigh. My body vibrates like I touched a live wire.
I look over at the guide. “All right, you heard the man. Let’s go find him some elephants.”
Declan and I have shared plenty of meals together over the years. While most have been strictly business, there have been a select few where we didn’t have a set agenda to discuss. None of those even come close to sitting across from him now without any kind of distraction. No cellphones. No notes to take. Nothing but one another’s company to keep us occupied.