Chapter 1“I told you.”
Ed Baldwin muttered a quiet curse. If the word smug came with an illustration in the world’s dictionary, on the page would be the strong profile of the man sitting beside him in the driver’s seat, his features highlighted by the soft glow from the dashboard.
Ed squirmed in the low-slung bucket of the passenger seat and his jeans rustled against the dark gray leather. The road needed resurfacing and each jounce and bump of the car’s suspension scored a direct hit to his bladder.
Was this his fault for drinking all that iced tea at dinner given the desolate distance of their drive? Maybe. He hadn’t asked for the final two refills, so technically he shouldn’t have felt compelled to finish each glass.
Somehow, despite his twenty-eight years, when faced with a determi
