“I always thought you’d turn into a good one,” she called out, then started the four-wheeler and headed out on another trail that Quinn hadn’t even noticed was there.

They watched her go. She made a colorful and amusing picture, her hair rumpled in the wind and her tanned hands expertly gripping the handlebars.

Liam turned to her.

“I think we’ve seen enough of Twin Falls. You agree?”

Quinn nodded, ready to move on. As they headed for the trail back to the truck, she couldn’t get the vision of Liam standing up for the woman out of her head.

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Thirteen

The rest of the afternoon flew by as Liam played tour guide to her curiosity. After they left the falls, they stopped and walked through a small part of the Garden of Eden. He said it included a meticulously maintained thirty acres of botanical beauties but took her the short route to where he showed her postcard-perfect panoramic views of the Pacific. He offered to take her to see the Puohokamoa Falls within it, but it had started to drizzle, so they ran back to the car.

“You’ve just seen where the opening scene of Jurassic Park was filmed,” he said when they climbed back into the car.

“I haven’t seen the movie, but now it’s on my list.”

At her proclamation, he gaped at her as though she’d grown horns.

“You have to see it. And the sequels.” His tone invited no arguing, and she laughed. She wasn’t much into nail-biting movies, but if it made him happy, she’d watch it. Especially now that she had a point of reference.

Back in the truck, they traversed more blind curves before cruising through Hana Town, a place so small and subtle that it was gone before she knew they were there. They had their windows all the way down when, from the tall grass beside the road, a huge owl flew up.

Quinn gasped at the size of it, then was captivated as the creature seemed to keep pace with the truck, flying right beside them so closely that she could see every detail of its wide span of wings and its sharp beak.

It was a moment she would tuck away as a favorite from Maui.

They moved on to Black Sand Beach, and Liam showed her the cave, where he snapped a few photos of her in the shadows before leading her back to the truck.

“You’re getting a blur of a tour, but we can always come back to linger if you find a favorite place,” he told her.

“That would be nice,” she said, knowing that her time was running out, and she doubted she’d have much more opportunity to linger anywhere. Or would she? Maybe she really didn’t need to rush home now.