Page 12 of Unwrapping Love

“Oh. I’m a traveling nurse. My residence on paper, with my driver’s license has to be with one state that is part of the NLC. I think there are forty-one states, but I grew up in Arizona. My last assignment was in Iowa. That’s where I flew from.”

“Got it,” he said.

“Are we the only ones here?” she asked. There were no other cars in the garage and he’d said it was his brother’s house.

“Yes. My brother doesn’t come here often. It’s his car we were in. My family uses it. Or I use it the most since I’m the closest. The rest live on the East Coast.”

Guess his family came from money. “In North Carolina?”

“That’s where I’m from. Where my mother, one brother, and my sister live.” He was in the kitchen. “I’m starving. I’m glad I have some food here that isn’t frozen. I planned on coming back here after a few days in North Carolina before I returned to California.”

“I could eat,” she said. “I’ll cook. I feel bad. I should pay you for staying here too.”

He laughed. “I don’t need your money.”

“It doesn’t look as if your brother does, that is for sure.”

She was walking around. There were some pictures on the fireplace.

She stopped and stared at the wedding picture, then a big family picture. One with Rowan in it, in a tux.

Damn, he was smoking dressed up, but more appealing to her in jeans.

“What’s wrong?” he asked.

She turned to see his grin. “What’s your last name?”

“Carlisle. What’s yours?”

“Beach.”

“Your name is Saylor Beach?” He laughed. “Guess it could be worse. You could be Sandy Beach.”

“That’s my sister.”

He spit the water out he was drinking. “Seriously?”

“Cross my heart,” she said, making the motion with her hands.

He shook his head. “I’m assuming you know my family at this point?”

“Not personally. I don’t live in a cave though. That’s West Carlisle.”

She was pointing at the wedding picture. She was working in New Jersey at the time of that wedding and it was big news, so hard to miss the headlines since it wasn’t that far from her.

“Yes, it is,” he said.

“Wow.”

“That’s all you’ve got to say?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know him to say more. Can I get some water?”

He rolled his eyes and moved to the kitchen to get the water she asked for.

Holy shit. She was staying in a billionaire’s house.

Guess she had nothing to worry about. At least she hoped.