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I can’t say that I’m surprised. Before today, Dominick had no reason to tell his sister that I had unloaded my apartment when I moved out of state.
“Why?” she questions. “That was a great apartment.”
That’s true. I loved that place and all the memories I made there.
“I relocated to California, and the market was hot at that time,” I explain. “I made a nice profit when it sold.”
She shakes her head slightly. “You weren’t planning on ever coming back, were you?”
Surprised that she cares, I nod. “I wanted a fresh start, and you can’t get much fresher than the other side of the continent.”
“So all of your stuff is in L.A.?”
“In my apartment there, yes.” I take a breath. “That reminds me. I need to call my assistant and get him to water my plants.”
“You have plants?”
Chuckling, I nod. “Plants, plates, clothes.”
She glances toward the living room and the navy blue and gray furniture. “I didn’t know. I thought you were planning on coming back.”
“I’m back now,” I say with a grin. “At least for a few days.”
Her eyes close briefly. “Why did you come to Manhattan if you live in Los Angeles?”
“I’m seeing a potential new client here tomorrow. I met him in Vegas.” I pause before I go on, “Elowen’s grandfather.”
“Elowen’s grandfather,” she repeats in a whisper.
“That’s right,” I affirm with a curt nod.
“Will Elowen be at the meeting?”
“Are you asking as my jealous friend or jealous wife?”
Her brows jump. “Neither.”
“So both?”
She stomps a foot on the hardwood. “Speaking of being your wife, we have to fix that, Daniel.”
Since she spent five hours snuggled against me on the plane, I used that time to research the options available for us to annul the marriage in New York.
“Going back to Las Vegas is our best bet.” I smile. “No pun intended.”
“We can annul the marriage here.” She points at the floor. “We’ll do it here in New York tomorrow.”
“It’s not that easy.” I shove a hand into the front pocket of my pants. “We don’t meet the requirements for an annulment in the state of New York.”
“I happen to know that we didn’t consummate this.” Her hand circles in the air between us.
“Unless one of us physically was unable to, that’s not going to fly in New York.”
“Dammit,” she whispers. “This isn’t happening.”
“It is,” I say in a low tone. “We’ll take care of it, Gina. I need to handle this meeting with Everest tomorrow. Then we’ll circle back to the annulment.”
“Fine,” she spits the word out with a huff. “The guestroom is at the end of the hall. It’s the last door on the left.”
