Chapter 51

She wanted to demand answers but forced herself to think rationally. Right now he was being cordial towards her, his attitude a marked improvement from the loathing he hadn’t bothered to hide at the party. He was here and, if he was as good as his word, prepared to help her. At that moment, that was all that mattered. Anything else she could worry about later? Antagonizing him would accomplish nothing.

If she had to suffer his company, then for the children’s sake she would gladly accept it.

Her head might have termed it "suffering," but her body had a different word for the reaction provoked by being in the close confines of the car with him. It was familiar torture: her lungs tight, her pulse loose, her skin alive with awareness.

She breathed out slowly and peeked at him from the corner of her eye. Her heart swelled to see his sleeves rolled up, his tanned left arm resting on the ledge of the open window. Unlike most people with his wealth, Taylor preferred to drive himself unless h