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“We only have a few days to find an apartment, but your father has graciously offered to let us stay here until we find the perfect place.” Alex beamed. “What a wonderful wedding gift, sir. We’re thrilled.”

Why were all the Davenports so thrilled? They were practically salivating.

“Excuse me.” I pushed out of my seat. “I need to dry my dress.”

“Of course.” Father stood and walked me to the foyer. “Collect yourself.”

“You moved the date?” I hissed.

“Time is of the essence.”

“For what?” I cried.

He scowled in silent warning to keep my voice down. “I want Davenport’s company. And you’re going to get it for me.”

Chapter Thirty-Three

Beau

Five days.

Five. Days.

The invitations were being hand delivered at this very moment. Meanwhile it was all I could do to settle my racing heart. This couldn’t be healthy. I hadn’t taken a full breath since . . . actually since I’d left Cal’s.

Cal.

I’d ignored his texts checking on me, even though he deserved an answer. I hadn’t reconciled the man who’d been so callous in the past to the one who cared for me like I was the most precious thing in the universe.

I pushed out of the coffee shop. Even lavender tea hadn’t calmed my nerves. I’d been wandering aimlessly around the city for two hours.

Drive.

As much as I hated it, I needed to take a drive. Not in Lincoln’s car. Or in a taxi.

I pulled out my phone and dialed.

“She’s alive. I was beginning to wonder.”

Underneath that jest, I heard his concern. And the second I heard his voice, the panicked state I’d been in all morning subsided.

“Are you working?”

“I’m off.”

I sucked in a deep breath and released it. “Want to go for a drive?”

You are playing with fire, sister.

“Where are you?” Keys jangled on the other end of the line.

I looked at the street signs on the corner. “5th and East 59th.”

“Might take me a minute to get there.”

I wanted him now. My patience with everything was officially at zero.

“That’s fine.”

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