Wild With You (The Connor Family 2)

"Can't you have someone else oversee it? You're working the night before."

"My assistants work every other Sunday. My turn this time."

She wanted to drive forty minutes, in the dark, after a twenty-hour workday. It wasn't safe. It was madness, and I wasn't going to allow it. Not in a million years.

"I'll make you a deal. Sleep at my house after the wedding. It's not safe for you to drive back that late. You'll be tired."

She set the iPad on the table and shook her head. "I've done this before."

"When the wedding was in the city, I assume."

"Well, yes. I've had two out of town and spent the night at a local hotel, but your house is just outside Santa Monica."

"How long does it take to reach your place without traffic?"

"Forty minutes."

"You'll get about two hours of sleep."

"More like one and a half," she admitted. "But I'm used to it."

"Driving when you’re tired isn’t smart."

She rolled her shoulders, crossing her arms over her chest. "Graham, it's fine."

"It's not fine," I countered, moving my chair until I was so close to her that I could smell her perfume. Sweet and spicy. Why was she so stubborn? I had an inkling about what might change her mind. I was

figuring her out.

"What if something happened to you? What about your son?"

"Oh, you're good. I'll give you that."

"I'm guessing he'll have a sitter for the night anyway?"

"He'll be at my sister's."

"Good. And you'll sleep at my house."

She parked her hands on her hips. "I did not agree. We're discussing the idea."

"Tell me the downsides."

"It's not how things are done."

"I don't give a fuck about how things are done."

"It's not professional. I don't want to be in Matt and Amber's way."

I didn't understand what she meant about Matt and Amber, but I wanted to set one thing straight.

"I am extending you the invitation, and I won't back down until I get a yes."

"Are we really fighting on this?"

"We're negotiating."

I leveled her with my stare, perching a hand on the headrest of her seat. When she moved her hands from her hips into her lap, her bare upper arm grazed against my forearm. A current of awareness passed between us. It went straight below my belt. The chemistry between us was crazy. Maybe having her under my roof wasn't the best idea.