CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
I looked gorgeous?
Was it the make-up or the dress?
Or perhaps the heels?
I shook my head, pushing the thoughts of him out of my brain. He was not worth a cell in my brain. I took a deep breath. I glanced at my wrist watch. Twenty minutes to eight. Did Knox have his dinner yet? What if Josh let him watch too much cartoon? The thought had me literally diving for my phone. I was about to dial his number when a sudden knock on my car window had a little scream leaving my lips.
On turning to look at the perpetrator, somewhat of a louder scream left my lips and Tristan stopped back, completely startled. After taking a minute to steady my fast heartbeat while making sure my finger was on the 911 dial, I rolled down the window.
“Can I help you with something?” I ques
