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spider was much longer.’
    ‘Okay, so let’s see if we can go another two, shall we?’ he suggested as he located his swinging ear bud.
    Sadie shook her head. ‘We’re not going to sit here all day and not talk to each other again.’
    Kent flicked a glance at her, then back at the road. ‘We’re not?’
    Sadie shook her head. ‘It’s ridiculous.’
    Kent shrugged. ‘It was working for me.’
    She folded her arms. ‘Have I mentioned how very annoying I can be when I set my mind to it?’
    Kent didn’t doubt it. He remembered how she’d harped on about the spider last night until he’d hunted the poor thing from the room. ‘You mean you haven’t set it already?’
    She ignored him. ‘We’ll just agree on a subject and stick to the boundaries of it.’
    He eyed her warily. ‘Like what?’
    She shrugged. ‘How about starting at the beginning? Our childhoods?’
    Kent considered it for a moment. It was a safe topic. No skeletons to hide. It could be a good trade for some peace and quiet. He reached for a packet of potato chips he had left over from yesterday. ‘Okay,’ he agreed, opening them as he drove along. ‘But then I get silence for the rest of the day.’
    Sadie shook her head, ignoring the aroma of carbohydrates, leaning forward to grab the carrot sticks she’d chopped earlier. ‘For another two hours,’ she bargained.
    Kent tapped his fingers on the wheel. ‘Mid-afternoon.’
    ‘Lunchtime,’ she returned without even taking a breath.
    ‘After lunch,’ he clarified.
    Sadie considered it for a moment. It was better than nothing. She nodded at him and then launched straight into it. ‘So, what’s the Kent Nelson story?’
    Kent kept his eyes trained on the road as he munched on chips. ‘Not a lot to tell.’
    She laughed at that and Kent blinked as he realised he hadn’t heard it before. Her laughter was deep and throaty and he found himself utterly intrigued. It wasn’t tittery or tinkly or musical like so many of the women he knew. It was full roar, like the rest of her. So few people, especially the places he’d been, laughed with every fibre of their being.
    But Sadie Bliss did.
    It was strangely soothing in the cocoon of the cab.
    ‘Right,’ she said. ‘Of course not. World renowned, multi-award-winning photojournalist who’s been in every war zone on the planet in the last decade. But nothing here to see, folks, move along?’
    ‘Okay, how about not a lot I want to talk about?’
    Sadie regarded him for a moment. His jaw was clenched just beneath his cheekbone, his brow was scrunched. ‘We made a deal,’ she reminded him.
    ‘Oh, well, in that case...’
    She didn’t miss the sarcasm in his arid tone but she wasn’t going to be put off by it either. ‘Tell me about your parents. I’d appreciate a tale of divorce and woe if you have one?’
    Kent glanced at her to gauge her sincerity. She seemed fairly matter-of-fact. ‘’Fraid not. Two parents, both still together and very much in love. An older sister. Standard Australian suburban upbringing.’
    Sadie liked the sound of that. ‘They must be proud of you,’ she murmured.
    He shrugged. ‘Worried mostly.’
    The minute he’d taken off for the Middle East over a decade ago his family had worried. He didn’t know how many times his mother had called the foreign affairs department if he missed a scheduled call in, but he was pretty sure she had a direct line at one stage.
    And then, since the accident, they’d been even more concerned.
    ‘I suppose you were an angelic child,’ Sadie mused. ‘Straight As. House captain. School newspaper. Valedictorian.’
    Kent burst out laughing. He couldn’t help it. She was so far wide of the target she was practically off the page. ‘No. I think my mother once described me to one of my many school principals, in my presence, as a horrible little shit.’
    Sadie blinked. At the admission and his laughter. It was just as delicious as last night. Low and easy, it transformed