QUOTE : She let the car idle for a minute before easing it out of its tight parking spot. Heading in the same direction as Nick, she took the one-way side street toward Lake Shore Drive and caught up with him at a stop sign.<br /><br />She saw him glance at his rearview mirror, spotting her behind him. A few seconds later, her cell phone rang. When she answered, his whisky-rich voice came through the car’s speakers.<br /><br />“So I’ve been thinking about your question. My character has decided he doesn’t want to see other people.”<br /><br />“What made you change your mind? Let me guess—the Maserati.”<br /><br />He chuckled. “Our cover story is that my character has been smitten from the moment he met you. He’s not about to let another man get anywhere near you.”<br /><br />“Your character sounds a little possessive. Is this something my character should be worried about?”<br /><br />They came to a stop at the light that would take them onto the Drive. Nick’s voice was low, even smoother than the car’s engine. “I think your character secretly likes it. You’ve been dating boring, uptight guys for too long. You’ve been looking for something different.”<br /><br />Jordan looked sharply at the SUV in front of her. “I think your character presumes too much.”<br /><br />His eyes caught hers in the rearview mirror. “Does he?”<br /><br />The light turned green, and they drove off in opposite directions.