CHAPTER 17

She followed him to a large, hefty Chrysler with dark-tinted windows and a dazzling chrome grill. Before unlocking the door for her, he opened the trunk and loaded her things. As soon as she climbed into the passenger seat, buttery leather engulfed her. Despite being an unattractive corporate car, it was really comfy.

He turned to face her as he climbed into the driver's seat and grinned.

He acknowledged that it was pompous, but the clients were impressed.

That was understandable, of course, it was. She simply smiled and nodded as she watched him drive the tank of a car onto the freeway and out of the parking lot.

She shakily said, "So, Nathan, what did you have to talk to me about?"

Oh, okay, I almost forgot, he said. He gave her a fleeting glance. "I have a big favor to ask of you."

She said, "Oh, sure," feeling let down that it wasn't the proclamation of love she had anticipated. "Anything."

He said, "One of Ainsley's bridesmaids pulled out." "I don't recall the specifics, b