Gift-Wrapped Family. Lois Richer
the wheel as the car headed for the ditch.
âYou do have to steer,â Caleb said in a mild tone as he turned the wheel so the car returned to the middle of the road. âDonât worry about oncoming traffic. Iâm the only one who lives on this road. I moved out here after Lara died.â
It took all Miaâs concentration to keep the car centered. She knew he was impatient for her to speed up, but she was terrified to do so.
âYou can move a little faster,â Caleb hinted after sheâd driven at a snailâs crawl for five minutes.
âIâll try.â She pressed the gas, but the wheels felt squishy, so she slowed down until she was comfortable. Well, as comfortable as she could be driving his car. âI like this speed. I donât feel as if Iâm losing control,â she said when he hissed in a breath of frustration.
âMaybe itâs the gravel,â he suggested. âI doubt youâve driven on that before.â
âIâve never driven on anything before,â she reminded him with an impish smile. âOh, thereâs your house.â She studied the sprawling ranch home. âItâs nice.â
âEyes on the road,â he reminded her.
âOh, dear.â Mia jerked the wheel to center the car once more then realized the road turned in a circle. Steering around it wasnât as easy as it looked. When she found herself heading for a massive pine tree, she pressed her foot against the brake pedal with all her strength.
Caleb gave an âoofâ as he slammed back against the seat. Mia risked a look at him, disgusted to find he was laughing.
âItâs not funny,â she said, irritated that heâd put her in this situation.
âYes, it is.â His silver eyes glittered with amusement. âYou drive like a scared girl.â
âI am a scared girl,â she growled, but he only laughed harder. âI think itâs time for you to take over.â She lifted her hand to unclasp her seat belt, but Caleb laid his over it. âWhat?â
âYouâre still in gear, Mia.â
Too aware of his warm hand on hers, she shifted the lever into Park then glanced at him. âOkay?â
âUh-uh. One thing youâll learn early on is that when you get in a driving pickle, you have to get yourself out.â His gentle voice soothed her skittery nerves. âDonât expect to do everything right at first. You havenât done this before. Itâs natural to make mistakes.â He drew his hand away. âIâm sorry I laughed at you.â
âNo, youâre not,â Mia contradicted, frowning as the corners of his lips tipped up.
âNo, Iâm not,â he agreed. A chuckle burst from him. âYouâre a good sport, Mia.â
âThank you. I think.â Her breath caught as she met his gaze. Why did Caleb Grant have to be so good-looking?
âNow try again,â he ordered.
She sighed, shifted back into Drive and turned the wheel, slowly easing down the road.
âVery good,â he praised. The words sounded like music to her ears.
âIâm sure most women have their driverâs license long before theyâre my age,â she said, suddenly awkward in his presence. âI must seem like a dinosaur to you.â
âPretty young dinosaur. Actually, I think you have a lot of guts.â The quiet compliment drew her glance his way. Caleb smiled. âNot everyone would meet her husbandâs daughter and then take on learning to drive after what youâve been through today. I donât think Harlan had a clue about what a strong woman you are. You have a lot of courage, Mia.â
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