“Of course. No worries.”
“What time are you getting there?” Maverick asked.
“We’ll be outa here within thirty. Traffic will be heavy, especially over the bridge. We’ll get there around seven.”
“The plan is to show up tomorrow morning at ten,” Maverick said. “And you’re sure it’s okay to bring Whiskey?”
“Positive. Carly, make sure Maverick doesn’t forget anything.”
Carly laughed over Maverick’s groan. “We’ve got this. See you tomorrow.” She hung up.
Sin pulled out the small box from his office safe and tucked it into his computer satchel. On the way out, he stopped at Jacoby’s office. “Have a good weekend.”
Jacoby gave him a thumbs-up sign. “See you tomorrow,” he mouthed. With a nod, he headed toward Evangeline’s office where he found her shutting down. “You ready?”
She eyed his computer bag. “Should I bring work with me?”
“No work this weekend.”
Once in the parking lot, she clasped his hand, then tugged him close. Rising to her toes, she kissed him. “I love working with you. I also love that there’s no PDA in the office. That makes me want to kiss you even more.”
He dropped his bag in the back seat, drew her into his arms, and kissed her. “I am so in love with you.”
She grinned, then grabbed his ass. “I hope we’re going somewhere with a bed. I’ve missed you.”
“You see me every day. You made love to me—more like jumped me—last night.”
She laughed. “I’m pretty crazy about you, if you haven’t figured that out by now.”
“You’ve got nothing on me. I couldn’t survive a day without you.”
Again, her sweet laughter filled his ears as she ducked inside the Alpha Romeo. When he settled behind the wheel, she said, “I’d offer to drive, but then you’d have to tell me where we’re going.”
“Not a chance.”
He drove east as they weaved their way out of the city.
“Aren’t you even going to give me a hint?”
He shot her a smile. “No.”
She stroked his thigh, heating it with her slow, sensual touch. “I have ways to get you to talk.”
“I love when you torture me like this. Do whatever you need to, but you won’t break me.” He loved being engaged to Evangeline. But he couldn’t wait to make her his wife. Once they jumped onto Route 50, she exclaimed, “The beach! We’re going to the beach.”
“That didn’t take you long.”
“I don’t have my bathing suits.”
“The ocean will be way too cold to swim in, but I packed them just in case something else were to materialize.”
She leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Thank you. You are the best.”
“Did you hear what happened to Charlene?” he asked.
“No.”
“Her plea deal tanked and her bail was revoked once our recordings surfaced. She’ll be a guest of the county detention center until her trial starts in December.”
