Clara ignored all the warning bells in her head and made up her mind to be brave. She might just be reading too much into the situation, and Rowan might turn out to be an okay guy.
‘Sure, Max and I will take you up on your offer. Do you want us to meet you there?’ Clara asks as she helps Max clear up the conference room. ‘I heard everything around here is walking distance. Is that true?’
‘It’s true. It would be a nightmare to drive anywhere around here, especially if you are not used to the area. Lots of one-way streets. Come, let’s walk to the restaurant,’ Rowan says as he takes the laptop from Clara’s hand. She was so used to the men around her carrying her bags that she forgot for a moment that he was not Baz or one of her brothers.
‘Oh, I’m sorry, you don’t need to carry the laptop for me,’ she says to Rowan.
‘It’s my pleasure to help a beautiful lady such as yourself,’ Rowan says, wedging himself between her and Max.
