Plain Jane Marries the Boss by Elizabeth Harbison

Author:Elizabeth Harbison
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-12-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

The smell of leather was overwhelming in the rental car. Jane thought it must be a scented spray, because it was too pungent to have occurred in any natural way. Yet it went perfectly with the blur of neon as they drove down the main drag of Las Vegas Boulevard.

Unbelievable. It was 10:00 p.m., yet outside it was as light as day. Throngs of people crowded the street like Manhattan at lunch time. She’d never been anyplace as universally incongruous. The strangest part of it was that, possibly for the first time in her life, she felt certain that she was exactly where she was supposed to be.

As weird as everything was on the outside, she felt safely cocooned inside the car with Trey and everything felt right. It was as if they were traveling around this frenetic city in a haze of magic and romance. Which was ridiculous, she knew, but that’s the way it felt.

She looked out the window and marveled at the different people walking along the sidewalk. It was like Halloween. Women wore sequined dresses, with poofed-up hair. As they drove, Jane counted at least five women with the same false red hair color, and wondered if next they would pass a beauty parlor boasting a specialty in ‘auburn’ coloring.

Trey slowed the car to a stop at a red light and drummed his fingers on the dashboard.

She touched her fingers to her hair and remembered how long she and Peatie had worked on it. So much for the big makeover, she thought wryly. Trey hadn’t appeared to notice any change in her at all. In fact, he was barely looking at her.

Jane focused on a man crossing the street. He was wearing a powder blue leisure suit, the legs of which were just a little too short. His face was unremarkable except for the slightly discordant bush of black hair on top of his head.

“Nervous?” Trey asked Jane, in a quick, tight voice.

“A little bit,” she answered. “You?”

“Nah.” The drumming of his fingers grew faster. “Piece of cake. Keep your eyes open for a chapel.”

“We’ve already passed three.”

“Really? I hadn’t noticed.”

“You don’t want to do this.”

“Yes. Yes, I do. I have to do this.” She had just a few moments in which to feel hurt, before he reached over, touched her forearm, and said, “I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. Honestly, I am so grateful to you for agreeing to this.”

She tried to be casual, to show that she was no more attached to the romance of this than he was. “All in a day’s work.”

He laughed. “If I’d known you were that committed I would have taken advantage of you long ago.”

It was a perfect opportunity to flirt but she hadn’t the vaguest idea what to say. “What do you mean?” she asked, and immediately set about a mental flogging of herself. Of all the things she could have said, the flirtatious or suggestive quips she could have come up with, that was the least provocative.

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