“Yes?” My heart is pumping in my temples.
“Don’t you want to open these first?” He gestures toward my garage doors.
I can’t. Once I open them, he will know.
Those cars meant so much to me. And he knows that. He understands how priceless they were.
I sold them before Guatemala. Before I said I loved him. Before I learned what it felt like to be caught.
I could have justified my actions before, when I reckoned only with my conscience. But now? What have I done?
“I need to tell you something.” I finally find some spine and look him in the eye.
He gives me that lazy smirk I used to hate. “No, you don’t. Look behind the Bentley.”
Frowning, I climb up the loading ramp and glimpse the familiar chrome. I freeze.
My heart takes a double-beat, and then my feet move forward, my chest hurting and swelling at the same time. They are all here.
Shaking my head, I return to the dock. “How?”
Liam saunters toward me. Damn, the man is impossibly hot. He hands me a folder. “I bought them. In your name.”
The last part is said with such finality, in that CEO voice that makes arguments die on my lips.
I flip through the pages as if I needed confirmation. I don’t. I trust he did that.
My throat closes. Not from gratitude. From the violence of being understood.
“How did you know?”
He smirks. “Small world. All potential buyers for the Bentley were suddenly gushing about a certain Gullwing.”
“I’m sorry,” I whisper.
“You did what you had to do.” He shrugs.
“I can’t accept this.” I raise the folder.
“You did what you had to do. I did what I had to do. Bring them home.” He urges me with his head, beckoning to the truck.
A beat. I expect a protest to flood my mind. But only joy warms my heart.
“Help me?” I smile at him.
Just for that spark in his eyes, I’d let him help me again. “Can I drive the Gullwing?”
“Don’t push it,” I quip.
The delivery guy hands me a box with the keys. Ifish out the right one and hand Liam the Gullwing keys.
Snatching it, he slaps my ass playfully.
We park all the cars inside, and while Liam chats with the crew, I open the folder.
“Is everything okay?” He kisses my forehead when everyone leaves.
I step back. “No. Are you insane? You paid ten times the price for the Gullwing!”
