They were met and driven into town by a man from Reid’s Memphis office. While he was in his meeting, Kate took a walk in a nearby park and had coffee in a restaurant on the first floor of his office building. At eleven, he called her cell phone to say he was on his way down.

He came off the elevator wearing jeans, boots, and a long brown leather coat. The suit he’d had on earlier was in a garment bag tossed over his shoulder. “Ready to go?”

She hadn’t seen that leather coat before, and he looked so dashing in it that she was robbed of speech for a moment, so she just nodded in response to his question.

Reid had the keys to the car that had delivered them from the airport, and as he held her door, he cast an anxious glance at the sky. “We need to keep an eye on the weather. There’s rain in the forecast. If the temperature drops any more, it’ll be freezing rain. I don’t like to fly in that.”

“It doesn’t feel that cold.”

He pulled the car into traffic. “I know, but the temperature can drop fast this time of year. I have to go by a couple of our construction sites before we head out to Graceland. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Of course not. You’re here for work.”

He drove to four sites in different parts of the city. When they reached the first one, he popped the trunk to retrieve a hard hat.

Kate stayed in the car at each stop and watched him be greeted like visiting royalty. The sites were in various stages of construction. One was going to be a high-rise apartment building, one was a shopping center, another a restaurant, and the last a hotel. At each site, Kate, the architect’s daughter, studied the renderings of the finished buildings posted outside the office trailers. The now-familiar RMD signs identified the jobs as a Reid Matthews Development.

She was getting a more complete picture today of the man she’d fallen in love with—the competent pilot, the successful businessman, the respected employer. These new traits, added to those she’d already experienced, served to deepen her respect and admiration for him. She watched him shake hands with the foreman at the hotel and remove his hard hat as he walked back to the car.

He tossed the hat into the back seat. “Sorry that took so long.”

“No problem.”

He cast another worried glance at the sky. “I’ve got to be honest with you. We might get tossed around a bit on the flight home. It’s no big deal to me, but I’d hate to scare you. We can cut our losses and leave now or stick to our plans and take our chances with the weather.”