All the Lies We Tell (Quarry Road #1)(90)

She frowned at that. “Okay, well, thanks. I’m glad to know that my personal appearance is up to your presumably high standards.”

Ilya laughed, low. “Salty.”

She didn’t answer that. Again, she felt his stare on her, but she didn’t look at him. They drove in silence for the next few minutes until she made the last turn onto Quarry Street.

“Still wigs me out sometimes,” Ilya said as they pulled into the driveway. “All the houses.”

Theresa peered through the windshield, turning on the wipers to swipe at the faint drizzle that had misted the glass. “Things changed, for sure. That’s what they do.”

“Yeah,” he said quietly. “That’s what they do.”