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Her eyes open wider than they’d been in hours, Connie twisted in her seat. “Who are you?”
“Siobhan. The photographer.”
Connie frowned. “Why are you in my car?”
“She’s in my car,” Jack corrected. “And she happens to be my best friend’s kid sister, so we’re taking her home.”
Eyebrows lifted a little higher, Connie leaned back, twisting to better see Siobhan before settling forward again, and flopping back against the seat, shaking her head. “Doesn’t look like much of a kid to me.”
Backing the car out of the space, Jack looked up at the rearview mirror, his gaze meeting Siobhan’s. The kid was holding back a chuckle. Her eyes sparkling and her lips plump in a rosy sheen, he had to agree, she really didn’t look like a kid.
Chapter Four
“Are you sure you don’t want to drop me off first and then circle back to drop off your girlfriend?”
“Not my girlfriend. I was just a plus-one.” He pulled into a parking space in front of a well-manicured townhouse. “And the sooner she gets into her own bed, the better for her.”
Considering that the woman had fallen back asleep as soon as Jack pulled out of the parking lot at the reception hall, and hadn’t woken up since, Siobhan couldn’t argue with him. As for the girlfriend mistake, she should have realized that players like Jack didn’t settle for one girl. He probably had a different date every night of the week. Heaven knows before her brothers met their wives, they rotated women more often than she brushed her teeth.
The car door open, Jack unsnapped Connie’s seat belt and tried to coax her awake.
“Need some help?”
He handed Siobhan a small clutch. “Find her keys for me, please.”
With only a cell phone and lipstick in her purse, finding the keys was easy. “Here you go.”
“Thanks. If you want to climb into the front seat, I’ll be back shortly.” In an effortless maneuver, Jack had Connie out of the car and in his arms. The way he managed to unlock her front door and kick it open without putting Connie down had Siobhan thinking this wasn’t the first time he’d carried a woman into her, or his, house.
To her surprise, only a few minutes later Jack was bouncing down the two front steps and climbing into the car.
“Home for you now.” Jack slid into the car.
“Thank you again, Jack. I know this is out of your way.”
His gaze took her in. “I’m glad to help.”
“I could have called the Governor, or Mitch, he’s in town this weekend.”
Jack shook his head. “Pick a man in your family, any one of them would have my head next time I was at the ranch.”
Pressing her lips tightly together, she tried not to laugh. “So we’re talking self-preservation?”
“Absolutely.” He pulled away from the curb and tossed a sly smile in her direction. “My mama did not raise a stupid boy.”
“No,” she leaned back, “I don’t suppose she did.”
“You must be exhausted.” Eyes on the road, Jack changed lanes. Like her brother Kyle, his best friend clearly had a lead foot.
“Yeah. The family paid extra for photography to stay until the couple left.” She tipped her head back and let her eyelids drift closed. “I really appreciated your help.”
“Glad I was able to make a difference.”
A second away from telling him not as glad as she was, her stomach let out a loud rumble in protest of all work and no dinner.
“Did you eat anything tonight?”
Her hand on her stomach, willing the unruly organ to be quiet, she shook her head. “Too busy. And honestly, I wasn’t really hungry.”
