I quickly walked away. I only looked back once. This would be a first for Nash. I knew damn well he’d never been alone with kids. Thankfully, Jace was a capable kid and would be able to stay alive for ten minutes without me watching him.
I grabbed my purse and rushed back out the door. When I got downstairs, Jace and Nash were in the lobby talking to someone. I slowed my pace and moved to stand next to Jace. I smiled at the older couple. The woman looked at me. “You must be mom,” she said.
I looked at Nash for guidance. Nash nodded. “Yes, this is Saige, Jace’s mom. Saige, this is Mr. and Mrs. Henry.”
I had no idea who they were or if I was supposed to know them. “It’s nice to meet you,” I said and shook their hands.
“I worked for Mr. Henry way back when,” Nash explained.
“Nash has done very well for himself,” the older man said. “We’re happy to see him home.”
That was a key piece of evidence I didn’t have before. I just smiled and nodded. I didn’t know what to say or not to say. Thankfully, Nash took over. “We’re on our way out,” Nash said. “I want to show them around the city.”
“Oh, how fun,” the woman exclaimed. “You get to show your son where you grew up!”
I almost choked. Nash handled it without missing a beat. “We’re excited to show him the city,” he said. “It was nice to see you guys again.”
He ushered us out of the hotel lobby. Once we were on the street, he turned to me. “I’m sorry.”
“It’s fine.”
“I should have corrected her, but it would have just kept us there longer.”
He walked to a limousine and gestured for us to get in. “Us?” I asked with surprise.
“I couldn’t get a town car on such short notice. I figured it would be a fun way to see the city.”
I was going to get spoiled at this rate. “Jace, check it out!”
“We get to ride in a limo?” he asked.
“We do. Climb in,” Nash said.
It was like a carnival ride for the kid. He crawled all over the seats and checked out every inch. “Seatbelt,” I told him.
“Do you always ride around in limos?” I teased Nash.
“Sometimes. I like the leg room.”
I laughed, assuming he was joking. “Oh, you’re serious.”
“I’m a big man. I like to be able to stretch out.”
“Yes, you are,” I agreed.
He flashed me a look that said he was thinking about sex. As was I. Jace was staring out the window as our driver moved through the city streets. Soon, we were climbing out of the car and joining the rest of the tourists on the walking path to the bridge.
The wind picked up the higher we got. I could admit I was freaked out. I had a death grip on Jace’s hand. “Be careful,” I told him for the hundredth time.
“It’s safe,” Nash said.
“I’m sure it is,” I murmured. “It’s just really high. Really, really high.”
“How are you doing?” Nash asked Jace.
“I’m okay,” he answered.
“The wind is wild,” he said with a laugh. “It’s been a long time since I’ve been up here. I forgot it was so windy. Are you cold?”
I shook my head. “I’m sweating like a pig if you want to know the truth,” I said with a nervous laugh.
He laughed. “Just a little bit more. We’ll take pictures and head back down. Unless you’re uncomfortable and we can go back right now.”
“No,” I answered quickly. “I’ve made it this far. I’m ready to go all the way.”
He winked. “You usually are.”
I shot him a glare. If I wasn’t so terrified of falling over the edge, I would have slapped his arm. “Very funny.”
We made it to the crest of the bridge and took the cursory pictures. They were not pictures I was going to ever show anyone. The wind had turned my hair into a wild mess. My hair was nothing compared to the look of sheer terror on my face.
Nash put his arm around my shoulder. On the other side, he held Jace’s hand. “Are you okay?” he asked.
“I’m fine.”
“I’m sorry I took you up there,” he said. “I wasn’t aware you were afraid of heights.”
“It isn’t the heights that gets me. It’s the wind and the water below. It messes with my equilibrium.”
“I get it.”
A strong breeze blew over us. I shivered, sending goosebumps racing down my arms.
“We’ll stop at the little shop. You’re here and doing