“The whole weekend?”
I turned around to face him. “Two days.”
He frowned. “I’ve been taking up so much of your time she probably feels she has to steal you away to spend any time with you.”
“She’s not stealing me,” I said. “And I think this is a good idea. In a few weeks, she’ll leave for England to meet Colin’s parents. I want to spend a girls weekend with her before she takes one look at the English countryside and decides she likes it better over there.”
“That’s not possible.”
“Why not?”
“Because she’s my baby sister.” His eyes widened in an expression that veered amusingly close to panic.
“Well, she’s Colin’s fiancée,” I reminded him, laughing.
“And Colin likes it here.”
I shrugged. “Colin likes it anywhere Amy is.”
“Jesus!” Jason laughed. “Stop scaring me. I refuse to worry about the possibility that my little sister is going to up and move to another continent.” He paused and kissed me. “I’ll arrange a plane to take you both to LA.”
“Okay.” I smiled. “That’ll be great.”
He drew me close. “I don’t know what I ever did to deserve you. I don’t know what I’d ever do without you.”
My heart swelled. “You know you’re everything I could have ever hoped for,” I whispered softly. “You’ll never have to be
without me.”
He was quiet. His hand trailed along my arm then slipped to my breast and tweaked my nipple.
“Jason,” I moaned, half aroused already as I rolled across the bed.
He came after me, laughing. “What? I didn’t say I was done with you yet.”
Chapter Four
“Wee!” Amy exclaimed as she stepped out of the plane. “I feel like an LA girl already—unforgettable, undeniable, popsicle-melting kind of bombshell heat-bringer.”
“That’s a mouthful for just one person,” I replied, amused. “And you’ve only spent about a second in the sun.”
She grinned and held out her arms. “One second is more than enough.”
“Come on,” I said, laughing at her exuberance. We made our way over to where a sun-bronzed surfer-dude type with long sandy blond hair was waiting by a black SUV close to the plane.
“Hi, I’m Roscoe.” He held out his hand to me and then to Amy. “I’m going to be your driver.”
“Hi, Roscoe.” I smiled. “Did Leonard tell you our plans?”
“He did.”
I smiled again and entered the cool luxury of the car’s interior while Roscoe arranged for our things to be placed in the trunk. When he had finished, he climbed into the driver’s seat then turned back to look at us.
“Would you like to go to the hotel first or…?”
Or to see Jason’s mother? I looked at Amy. I was curious to know what Sarah Wild would tell us. She’d asked me to walk away from Jason, so I knew there was a huge chance that whatever she had to say, I wouldn’t like it.
If that was the case, I didn’t want to ruin our trip from the get-go.