She’d been around more wealth than he had. Hunter was heir to a billion-dollar empire. It’s not as if the wealthy people in her family were snobby.
Arik was no snobbier than half her cousins from the wealthy branches were and she wouldn’t really associate that word with him.
“Sell me,” she said. Might as well let him put some work into this while she let it bounce around some more. She didn’t want to give him a firm no without all the facts.
He rubbed his hands together. “I’ve got this. We have a quick backstory as I’ve said. No one needs to know more. We can set up rules.Youcan set up rules.”
“Oh, there would be rules.”
Shewascrazy. Certifiable now. But the proud glee in his eyes that he was winning her over kept her engaged to keep this up.
If it weren’t for the fact that she was only drinking water, she might think she was drunk.
She didn’t do drugs but felt high.
Maybe endorphins from an incredible date? Was that even possible?
“You can set them and I won’t say no to any of them.”
“I don’t like lying to people.” That was a big no for her.
“It’s just exaggerating the truth,” he said.
“It sounds as if you don’t care so much about anyone there other than your grandmother. What are you going to tell her?”
“The truth.”
“That I’m your emotional support date?”
He burst out laughing, his finger coming out to wiggle at her. “That’s a good one. And remember, you came up with the idea.”
“I never said I was going to help you, just that you needed a wingman.”
“You can be my wing woman.”
“You didn’t say what the truth is you’re telling your grandmother.”
“I’m not sure yet. No lies. Parts of the truth. How I know you and that we reconnected. I just won’t say when.”
She let out a breath, her lips flapping some.
“I have to look at my work schedule. And you don’t know if I can be on the flight.”
“It’s just me and the pilot. No worries. I’ll take care of the costs. You just bring a dress.”
Oh crap. That was another issue.
“What’s the dress code?”
“I don’t know. I’m wearing a suit. Wear a dress.”
She put her hand to her forehead. “It’s not that simple. There could be specific attire for this wedding.”
“I doubt it. Courtney’s parents aren’t snobby or anything. She’s kind of stepping up marrying Nick. Sounds horrible, but it’s the truth.”
“Find out what kind of attire I need. If I’ve got something, then I’ll do it. If not, sorry, you’re on your own.”
“I’ll get you a dress,” he said.
