Chapter Eleven
Alex snuck glances at Jan who sat beside him in the backseat of the hired car. She chewed her lip and thrummed her fingers on the door handle, right over the lock button. The door was currently secured as they maneuvered through New York traffic on their way to the airport. Every once in a while, Jan’s index finger would tap the button, disengaging the lock, and setting the gears free.
He wondered if it was a subconscious move. Was she trying to get out of their deal? Was she trying to flee?
He had nearly run away from the scene with her parents. But he’d planted his feet and stayed. After she’d dragged him inside. He had to admit, he’d put on an impressive show.
Maybe it had been too impressive? He knew, that like him, Jan had no interest in marriage. That’s what made h
