COLE “Welcome back to New York, sir,” my driver said as Emily and I stepped off the plane. “Jack,” I said as I handed him my carry-on. “You came early.” He threw his head back in a laugh. “I did actually. I came yesterday to pick you up, but I was told your flight had been moved to this morning, so I booked a room nearby for the night.” “I see,” I said as I stepped onto the tarmac. “Good morning, ma’am,” he greeted Emily before taking her bag. We walked over to the black Range Rover parked by the curb, and once we were all settled in, Jack asked, “Are you going home or to the office, sir?” “I have a lot to catch up on, at the office. But you’ll be taking Ms. Carter to her place.” I caught the sharp snap of Emily’s head from my paripheral vision. “I have work too.” “No you don’t,” I shot back despite wanting to watch her complain through thousands of emails and paperwork, I knew she needed a familiar space to rest. “But—” “No buts, Ms. Cart
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