It had taken some fancy talking on Killians part to convince Lexie driving to Savannah was both exhausting and impractical.
Its a fifteen hour drive, darlin, he kept telling her. Well both be exhausted, and you want to be fresh and alert, right?
But if we drive, I can take my entry with me, shed reminded him, not for the first time.
Lexie. Hed reached out and pulled her against him. Didnt you tell me FedEx offers customized service? That they do that all the time.
Shed nodded.
Then thats what well do. Well drive into the city, and you can supervise the process yourself.
She was such a bundle of nerves, and he did his best not to lose patience with her. He was already irritated because she hadnt allowed him to help her choose her submission pieces. What was the big fucking secret, anyway? For the most part, she allowed him freedom in her studio. He liked to watch her paint, when he had the time, and he loved everything she did.