“Where should I drop you, Ms. Emerson?” Grant’s voice brought her back to reality. They had left the parking area of the busy Manhattan Cruise Terminal behind, and Brynne sighed. The much-awaited cruise tour was over. It was far from what she had expected, turning her life upside down.
“499E, 49th St., Brooklyn.” It slipped out of her tongue before she knew it. But Brynne didn’t want to take advantage of Grant’s generosity. “You can drop me off after crossing Brooklyn Bridge. I’ll book an Uber.”
Grant shook his head, instructing the chauffeur to head to Brooklyn. Brynne sat in a state of confusion. Maybe this was also part of the deal. Once Grant dropped her off at her house, the deal would be over in the true sense of the term.
The car sped all the way to her home, and she watched i
