Her nerves were a mess. Her heart drummed against her ribs like war. By the time she reached, the scene ahead nearly made her choke. Jordan’s Rolls Royce was parked discreetly behind a line of thick shrubs, while Niles stood further ahead, leaning on his car, smiling and waving.
He looked good, casual in a baseball cap and sunglasses, the sun casting a glow across his jawline. She waved stiffly, her own smile awkward, while her brain worked like a frantic sewing machine.
An idea flickered in her head the moment she saw Niles’ bright wave and she waved back. She slowed her pace, forcing calm into her steps while making sure to avert her gaze from Jordan’s car. Niles did not need to notice it.
From where he sat behind the wheel, Jordan scowled, his jaw tightening as his fingers drummed re
