Chapter Seven
There was way too much attention being fixated on him, too many people walking their way. Scarlett’s family had her behaving as if she’d suddenly lost all her ability to reason, like a klutzy little girl. She’d damn near taken out what he knew was a one-year-old German Beamer, a top model. That would have been a call to the insurance company he didn’t want to make. Scarlett’s entire face was lit up with panic, and as she gripped the steering wheel now, he had to stop staring at the family walking toward them and the expressions on their faces. They were strangers to him, watching. One of the women was laughing, the other appeared too shocked for words, and he didn’t have a clue what the last was thinking. The older man who had to be Scarlett’s father tapped on the driver’s w
