He couldn’t put to words how proud he felt she wasn’t shying away from wearing a dress in front of his family with her equipment showing on her arm.
She could have easily picked a short-sleeved dress and had it covered.
He’d like to think she was letting her guard down being around him, but maybe it was more what she’d said before. That she’d tried to not hide it, but hated to be the center of attention if she had to treat or her alarms were going off.
“It’s got pockets,” she said, sliding her hands in.
“I can carry anything you need too,” he said, his hands sliding inside of his suit pants.
“Okay, your turn. Spin.” She was wiggling her finger in the air. “You think I look good? Wow!”
He put his arms out and spun in his dark gray suit. He had a blue and silver striped shirt under it, black shoes on his feet.
“Do I meet with your approval?”
“I think we complement each other well. I didn’t know you were going to have blue on.”
“I didn’t know you were wearing navy.”
She moved to her bag and pulled out a pair of nude open-toed heeled sandals. He might be drooling.
“Now I don’t want to leave this room.”
“Too bad,” she said. “I enjoy your family and want to see them again. We’ll be back here soon enough.” More buzzing sounded. She turned her head toward it. “That’s my phone. I thought it was yours.” She walked over and picked it up. “Really?! Today of all days.”
“What’s going on?”
“Sandy has sent three messages.” She swiped her finger up. “I want to ignore them, but there is one from my grandmother apologizing.”
“Find out what is going on,” he said, moving closer to look over her shoulder.
He saw the picture of Saylor on stage with him in one text. “Your sister found out?”
“Looks it,” she said. “My grandmother said someone tagged her on Facebook and wanted to know if it was me. She tried to pull it down fast, but guess not fast enough.”
“What’s the big deal?” he asked.
“Nothing more than Sandy is blowing my phone up wanting to know how come I didn’t tell her I had a boyfriend and who you were. She’s asking to come visit again and to stay with me. Not happening.”
“Thank you for telling me,” he said.
She turned to look at him and put her phone in her purse. “I wouldn’t keep it from you. There is no reason to. I mean she’s been texting on and off since I’ve been here asking to come, but I never said where I lived and always told her no. I wasn’t purposely not telling you, just ignoring her like I always do. Nowgive me a kiss to take my mind off of this and we can go watch your brother get married.”
30
IN MY ARMS
Saylor had nothing to hide and didn’t care if Rowan went through her phone.
But more importantly, they’d said they were going to communicate more. No secrets.
Even of the embarrassing kind.
And it humiliated her that her sister said Saylor was only using Rowan to better herself in life.
Yeah, that part she didn’t share with her boyfriend. No reason to rile him with something that was utterly ridiculous and typical of her sister’s tantrums.
“Are you having fun?”
