Emma smiled and relaxed in her seat, already pulling out her phone to figure out what to text Zayn Virelli.
Meanwhile, Alexander drove them home, trying not to think about the package sitting in his trunk or the timeline that was apparently speeding up faster than expected
For now, his priority was taking care of his daughter.
Everything else could wait.
*****
In another car across town, Zayn Cole Virelli was behind the wheel, watching the traffic go by as he waited for his sister's call.
He couldn't stop thinking about his run-in with Emma Kane.
The girl was intriguing, passionate, and totally unfiltered, genuinely upset about a wrecked dress, not because of the cost, but because she wanted to wear it for her friend in the hospital.
Kind, he thought. Refreshingly so.
