“But I’m staying.” I smiled. “We’re having issues with one of the contractors for our new hotel, and someone has to handle it.”

“Why doesn’t Rock stay?” Zee asked. “I heard he was the CEO.”

Yeah, in name only. My father’s little dig still stuck firmly in my craw. But it wasn’t Rock’s fault. I kept telling myself that, though it didn’t take the sting out. At all.

“He is,” I said. “But I’m the COO. I’m in charge of operations.” And my big brother doesn’t have a clue how to handle contractors and lawyers.

I kept the last part to myself.

“Yeah,” Riley said. “The rest of us have to get back, as we’re all persons of interest in our father’s murder investigation.”

“And you’re not?” Zee said to me.

“Oh, I am, but someone has to see to business. I’m only a plane ride away if I’m needed in New York.”

“So Reid will be here for you.” Riley pulled out a card. “Did I already give you my card? If not, here it is. My cell’s on it. Call me if you need anything. I mean anything.”

Nice touch, Sis. However, Zee will be coming to me with all her needs.

And I intend to fulfill them.

3

Zee

Reid took my hand—it felt good in his—and led me out of the chapel to the waiting limo. And man, was it ever a limo! I’d lived in Vegas for the past six years, so I’d seen my share of limos. This one was longer than most, and maybe my imagination was working overtime, but it seemed shinier and blacker as well.

The chauffeur held the door for me. I opened my mouth to thank Reid, when he slid in beside me on the lush white leather seat.

“Thank you for everything,” I said. “I’ll… I guess I’ll be in touch.”

He didn’t move.

“I should give the driver my address,” I said.

“Already taken care of.”

“Then…goodbye. Thank you again.”

Again, he didn’t move.

But the limo did.

“I don’t need a chaperone.”

“I’m not your chaperone.” He smiled.

And oh my, his smile dazzled. Perfectly straight teeth surrounded by those full Wolfe lips.

So handsome.

And so… So…familiar.

I scooted away from him, just enough so that no part of him was touching me. Then, for the first time, I looked at my surroundings. This limo had a full bar. Seriously. A full bar. Another leather bench seat sat on the other side of the bar, and then two large bucket seats sat adjacent to it. All white leather with black accents.

I’d never seen anything like it.