he should have been focusing on the road. the night was dark, the car lights not illuminating much of the path in front of them and there were many reckless drivers. he should have been focusing on the road.
but he wasn't. james cook could not focus on anything when effy stonem was in the car next to him. he loved her immensely, more than he could even fathom. he was happy that she had agreed to run away with him but knew that she had done it as a last resort.
she cared for him, she did. but as he watched her lighting the cigarette in her mouth, he thought that he would rather be a second choice to her than a first to anybody else.