Page 24 of Trust Me


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“Oh…” Sarah’s voice drops with undeniable disappointment, staring at the middle-aged man with a brownish-gray beard. He’s dressed in a suit wearing the same hat as earlier. “Is that him?” Sarah whispers. “He’s older than I was expecting.” She grimaces like she’s trying not to offend anyone.

I let out an unladylike snort and shake my head subtly.

“Hello, Miss Taylor. My name is Mike. I’ll be your chauffeur this evening.”

“Ooh!” Sarah exclaims loudly as I side-eye her while trying not to laugh.

“Hi, Mike. Is, um… Aiden here?”

“Mr. O’Connell is waiting for us at our destination.”

“Damn,” Sarah mumbles, completely disappointed.

I know she wanted to see what all the fuss was about. Mike waves his hand out toward the car. Sarah and I follow him outside to where a pink Cadillac is parked in our driveway.

“Oh my God,” Sarah squeals like a child.

Then I remember my message to Aiden, You can pick me up in a Cadillac, and his response, I hope you like pink.

Now it makes sense—I can’t believe he took what I said so literally.

My mouth is suddenly very dry as Mike walks to the car, opens the rear passenger door, and gestures for me to get in. My heart hammers in my chest as Sarah gives me a big hug before I slide into the car. “Have a great time, and remember…”

“Play it cool,” we both say in unison.

“I will. Thanks, Sarah. Love you.”

“Love you, too. Now go get yourself some testosterone-filled eye candy.”

I laugh. Sarah’s standing in the middle of the driveway waving, watching as the Cadillac exits and pulls into the traffic taking me to see Aiden.

I’ve never been so nervous, but so damn excited at the same time before.

If this is one of my fantasies, then please, don’t wake me up.

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