She fires a look at me. ‘You want to make a big deal out of that?’
‘But Summer—no coat? Seriously?’
‘I follow the sun, Edward. I don’t need a coat.’
‘Everyone needs a coat.’
‘Not when everything you own has to fit on your back, you don’t. I carry what I need. Satisfied?’
Her eyes dare me to object, but I’m already pressing the intercom to speak my driver. ‘Parker, we’re taking a detour. Miss Evans needs to purchase some clothes.’
‘Don’t be ridiculous, Edward!’ She gapes at me. ‘We’re not going shopping.’
‘We are.’
‘Don’t we have a train to catch?’
‘No.’
‘Well, if we’re driving the whole way it would be nice to get there before sundown, so... What? Why are you looking at me like that?’
‘We’re not driving.’
‘A bus...?’
She gives me a confused frown and now I really am struggling not to laugh. Me on a bus? Is she serious?
‘We’re taking the helicopter.’
‘The helicopter?’ she chokes out. ‘Are you for real?’
I say nothing.
‘Of course you are.’ Now it’s her head that’s shaking, her lips twisted in disdain. ‘I really shouldn’t be surprised, should I?’
‘I don’t know, Summer,’ I say evenly. ‘The helipad is a recent addition to the estate. It stands to reason you wouldn’t know about it.’
I feel her continued censure as she stares out of the window. What exactly is her problem? The fact that I’m highlighting her absenteeism or the fact that my considerable wealth makes such things as a helipad possible?
Would she be so disgruntled if she knew the reason the helipad exists at all?
I have the ridiculous urge to explain, but bite my tongue. I don’t care for her opinion. We just need to get through the next few days, weeks, months—a year, even, heaven forbid—without killing each other.
‘Where to, sir?’ Parker’s voice pipes through the car, reminding me he’s waiting for a revised destination.
‘Harvey Nicks.’ It’s the most obvious choice—everything under one roof. Quick. Simple. Efficient.
She looks back at me, her blue eyes bright. ‘We are not.’
I hold her blazing gaze, unperturbed. ‘Would you rather House of Fraser, or—?’
‘We’re not going shopping, Edward!’
‘No, we’re not. You are.’
‘I don’t have the money to just—’
‘Correction. You do have the money—or have you forgotten already?’