Read The Shoes Come First: A Jennifer Cloud Novel Page 69

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  The scenery changed from skyscrapers to farmland. I didn’t realize New York had farms. I’d always thought of it as one big city with tall buildings, incredible shopping, gangsters, and lots of traffic. We slowed as we entered South Hampton.

  “How much longer?” I asked Marco.

  “The Mafusos’ place is in East Hampton. Just a little farther up the road.”

  We passed several large houses characteristic of the beach style: three-story wood-framed houses the Hamptons are so well-known for. Driving through Bridgehampton, I noticed the cute town had high-end stores lining the main street. I made a mental note for future shopping adventures. Marco was drumming his finger in time with a Maroon 5 song on the radio. I sat back and tried to relax, even though the closer we got to the Mafusos, the harder my heart started to pound. Caiyan’s sexy voice hummed in my earpiece. His thick Scottish accent made my thighs tingle.

  “Things are good, yeah?” he asked.

  I responded by pressing my brooch and with an unsteady voice said, “Um, we’re fine.” Marco raised an eyebrow at me.

  “You dinnae have to do this if you are feeling scared.”

  “I’m fine. Over and out,” I said firmly. I needed to be confident. I needed to prove I could be a team player.

  Marco grinned. “If you say breaker, breaker one-nine, they will probably take away your transporter card and put you behind a desk.”

  “I just feel like I should say good-bye; it seems rude to disconnect without an ending, sort of like hanging up on someone.”

  Ace’s voice came over my earpiece. “Darlin’, we are twenty minutes from base, over and out.” Thanks, Ace. He always had my back.

  Jake had acquired a communication device, and I heard his voice in my ear telling us he was in position. I also heard Caiyan tell him there was a little problem and we had made an adjustment. I figured I was the adjustment, and I needed to get inside the wedding before Jake found out and changed my plans. Caiyan told Jake not to worry; they would be at the rendezvous soon.