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“Jesus.” I scrub my hands up and down my face.She wouldn’t… Christ, she did.
“What?” Jett snarls.
“It’s my fault.” I lean my head back on his buttery headrest.
“The fuck are you talking about? What did you get my wife involved in?” Jett is now yelling and laying on his horn for people with the right-of-way to get off the crosswalk.
“A while ago, I had Alex think she was shoplifting a bikini, only I had paid for it.” He looks over at me, almost as if I have horns growing out of my head.
“The fuck is wrong with you?”
“It’s a rush. I guess I should have told her I paid for it. It’s not—”
“You’re a fucking idiot, and both of you deserve each other. Raven is a fucking innocent. If she is traumatized, the fuck?”
I look ahead to see small crowds watching something, as well as a police car.
“Fucking button your shirt,” Jett says.
“Why are the cops here? I thought Iain had this handled,” I snap. Jett swerves next to a car and puts his hazards on. “You say nothing, and let me handle this.” He slams the door shut.
I see Iain talking to the cops, my eyes searching…
And there she stands, in her cute short dress, legs to die for, wearing a pair of pink-heeled sandals. Her eyes are downcast, and Raven stands next to her crying.
That’s my girl.I almost grin when she lifts her head, and our eyes lock.
“Hello, officers, I’m Jett Powers, and there has been a mistake.” Jett approaches the two cops. The woman cop is talking to what looks to be a frazzled saleswoman.
“I’m her lawyer.” He points at Raven, who runs and throws herself into Jett’s arms.
We both look down at her feet—she’s wearing a boot on one and a heel on the other.
“Sir, step away. We’re still trying to take statements,” the cop says as I maneuver around a couple of women to get to Alex.
“You okay?” I take in her flushed cheeks, but her eyes are dry. She sucks on her lower lip and shakes her head as I pull her into my arms, ignoring the cop telling me to step away. I tune out my brother, who’s saying that Raven was just following her sick friend to the car, and that she was coming back to pay… Tune out all of it, because none of it matters as long as Alex is safe.
I kiss her forehead and step back. “Those are some shoes,” I say, grinning at her pale face.
She takes a breath, her hand clutched to mine.
“Look, who’s in charge? How much do I need to pay to make this go away?” I pull out my wallet as the woman who’s talking to the cop looks at me, then Jett, who looks like he wants to punch me.
“What my brother is trying to say is we would love to take this off the street and inside the shop. As you can see, my driver was here, no one left, itwasa misunderstanding. Now my wife is upset, and I’d hate to have to sue because she experienced post-traumatic stress from a misunderstanding.” Jett’s in full damage control. There’s a reason he’s made millions defending people.
The cops look at the woman. “He says he’s going to pay. Do you want to press charges?” She hesitates as she looks back at the other salesclerk, who shakes his head vehementlyno.
“No, that’s fine. Sorry for the confusion, officers. Now, who is paying?” She looks around as Jett walks in and goes to the counter with Raven who is still crying.
“I want all the shoes my wife was trying on,” he demands as she hides her head in his shoulder.
“What about the ones the… the other lady has on?” the man in the glasses says as they all turn to look at Alex.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, put them on my card.” I hand them my American Express only to have Alex wailno,and my brother to hand over his Black card.
“Puteverythingon this one.” His blue eyes are like ice as he glares at both of us. “You two can walk.” He kisses Raven, turning to focus on the saleswoman.
I gaze down at Alex, who almost looks as if she’s in shock, and grin.
