His Safe Heaven
"And for your information, this sweater requires zero corporate management. Unlike certain public relations geniuses I know."
"Oh, please. You love my management," Vennessa fired back, leaning her head against the headrest, a deep, genuine sense of warmth blooming in her chest. The easy, unscripted banter felt incredibly light."So, where are we taking this getaway car? Are we hiding out from the press pool or are you just trying to prove to me that you actually know how to parallel park a standard vehicle?"
"It’s a surprise," Ryan murmured, his voice dropping to a lower, softer register as he steered the car away from the familiar, rigid route that led toward the Hayes Tower penthouse.
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