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“How about I drive?” Kane offered, putting a stop to the commotion.
“Yes. I’d feel much better about that,” Mrs. Edwards said.
Her grandma scowled. “You’re all being ridiculous.”
They all piled into Kane’s rental car, and he headed toward the festival.
The smell of fried food permeated the air when they’d arrived and were stepping from the vehicle. Bluegrass music buzzed around them, and the park milled with happy festival goers.
“I need a corn dog,” her grandma said, leading the way to the nearest food stand.
“Well, she doesn’t waste any time, does she?” Kane joked.
“Straight to the food,” Mrs. Edwards said with a grin.
Sariah didn’t mind. Her stomach was growling the minute she’d smelled the food. “I could go for a funnel cake.” It made her happy to see Mrs. Edwards so happy. Going to this bluegrass festival was just what she needed to cheer up.
“Before dinner?” Mrs. Edwards said it like Sariah was five again and was going to spoil her appetite.
Sariah laughed. “I’ll eat a corn dog first.”
“You can’t come to a festival like this without trying the funnel cakes,” Kane said.
“See? Kane gets it.” She looked over at his broad shoulders and had the sudden urge to wrap her arms around his waist and snuggle up to him.
He must have felt her eyes on him because he turned to her and met her eye. A soft smile hit his lips, and a shiver ran down her spine. She didn’t know what he was thinking, but the tenderness she saw on his face made her wonder if he was thinking about their kiss.
Did he plan to kiss her again? She hoped so. But it was dangerous to want something like that. He was going to leave, and she had plans to expand her business. Their lives didn’t mesh. Plus, she’d promised herself she wasn’t going to get involved with another guy anytime soon. How could she let herself trust again after what Elliot had done to her?