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think.”
     
Davin chuckled at Quinn’s stammering words and the blush on his cheeks. “I think so too.” He turned to look at his grandson. “You ready, Cian?” “Yes, sir. I’ve got everything I’ll need.”
     
“Good.” Davin looked thoughtful for a minute. “Can I speak to you alone for a second, boy?”
     
“Yes, sir.” Cian turned to Quinn. “I’ll be right back, okay?”
     
“Okay.” Quinn was curious but well-mannered enough to keep it to himself. He fiddled with some stuff in the car as they moved off to talk.
     
“Lad, do you have enough money on yeh for hotels and such?”
    Cian smiled at his grandfather. He had such a soft heart under his tough-asnails exterior. “Don’t worry, Granddad. It’s not like I have a lot to spend my money on. You pay me a fair wage, and most of it goes in the bank. I’ve got it covered.” He looked at his grandfather appraisingly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re up to, old man. You’re lucky I don’t have any reason to object to your sneaky ways yet.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I just thought you could use a break.”
     
“Uh-huh.” Cian reached out and grabbed his grandfather in a tight hug. “I love you, old man. I’ll be back in a couple of days. Take care of yourself.” “You too, lad. And for God’s sake, have some fun!”
     
Cian looked over at Quinn, who was busy in the car, and smiled. “I don’t think that’s gonna be a problem.”
     
Davin chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder.
     
They headed back over to the car, and Quinn opened the back door for Cian to toss his duffel in.
     
“I guess we should get going, Gramps.” Cian looked over at Quinn for confirmation.
     
“Yeah, it’s probably a good idea. I want to get to Limerick and get checked in. I want to do a little exploring this afternoon.”
     
“All right, then. Let’s go!”
     
Cian gave his grandfather one more smile and got in the car. Davin looked at Quinn and winked. Quinn smiled back and got in the car, and they were off.
    They rode in companionable silence for a while before Quinn cleared his throat to talk. “So, I just wanted to say thanks for coming with me. I know you probably have lots of other stuff you’d rather be doing.”
He sounded so shy, it tugged at Cian’s heart. “Don’t worry about it. I could use a break, and there’s nothing quite like a road trip, now is there?”
    Quinn shook his head and then gestured to the radio. “You could pick some tunes if you like. I don’t know anything about the radio stations here. Or my iPod is in the glove box. You could plug that in.”
    Cian opened the small compartment and pulled out the iPod. He was curious as to Quinn’s musical interests. He plugged it in and started scrolling through the playlists, happily surprised that a lot of it was stuff he liked. “Wow, you have some good songs here. You listen to music a lot?”
    “Yeah, I do. It’s sort of been my escape, you know?” Quinn smiled shyly, glancing at Cian quickly before turning back to watch the road. “After David, I just sort of kept to myself. I didn’t want to see anyone, avoided all my friends. So I’d grab my iPod and head to the barn. I’d saddle up Skywalker and be gone for hours.” Quinn laughed softly at the memory.
    “It got so that Gramma would see me heading for the door, and by the time I was ready to go, she’d have some food all packed up for me.” Cian could see the fond smile on Quinn’s face. It was beautiful. “She was always so worried that I’d starve out there all day on my own. Tells me all the time that I’m too skinny.”
Quinn turned to look at Cian and caught him giving him a once-over. Cian winked, and Quinn blushed again. “Oh, I don’t know, you look pretty good to me.”
    Quinn cleared his throat before continuing. “Anyway, when this trip came up, Dad came to me and asked if I wanted to go, and at first I wasn’t sure. But the more I thought about it,