While trying not to stare, she’d still noticed the expensive cut of his clothes, the Rolex watch on his left wrist, the diamond ring on his right hand and the go-to-hell glitter in his eyes. She was grateful that he’d come along when he had and rescued her from the reporters, but she couldn’t wrap her mind around the reason he’d given for being here. He’d come all the way from Chicago for her? As much as she would have liked to believe him, it didn’t ring true.“Silk…I mean, Tony…may I ask you a personal question?”He stifled a sigh as he steered the car around a sharp bend in the road. She didn’t trust him. He’d seen it in her eyes. He understood it, but he was still surprised that it hurt his feelings.“Yes, of course.”“Judging by your appearance, you’ve become a very successful man. What do you do for a living?”He arched an eyebrow. “It’s legal, I assure you.”Sarah blushed. “That’s not what I—”Tony laughed. “Ease up…I was just teasing.
