widened, then narrowed over Harryâs face. âPlease tell me youâre not matchmaking again, Harry.â
Her voice held an ominous tone. Harry winced. âNow, Cornelia,â he said persuasively, âwhat makes you think Iâd do that?â
Cornelia wasnât entirely convinced but let the subject drop as the orchestra left the bandstand for a break and they returned to their table.
Three hours later, after dinner followed by more champagne and dancing, Eli handed Frankie into the back of the limousine once more.
The car moved smoothly away from the hotel portico.
Outside the tinted windows, the glow of downtown Seattleâs neon signs, bright car headlights and red taillights blurred into rivers of moving color in the rain.
Frankie sighed and relaxed, turning her head against the buttery soft leather seat to look at Eli. âI think we were a success tonight. Harry was clearly surprised tosee you with me, although Iâm not sure heâs convinced yet that weâre a couple. What do you think?â
âI suspect itâs going to take more than one appearance to make Harry believe weâre involved. He needs to be convinced youâre crazy about me and unlikely to be interested in someone else if heâs going to stop trying to hook you up with Nicholas.â Eliâs half smile was wry. âHarryâs like a dog with a bone. Once he gets an idea in his head, it takes major evidence to get him to change his mind. Heâs stubborn.â
âThen weâll just have to be even more determinedâand outlast him. Are you up for that?â
Eli shrugged, his eyes glinting at the challenge. âI told you when we first talked about this that I didnât expect Harry to be easily convinced.â He shrugged. âTonight was just the opening salvo in a campaignâbut in the end, weâll win.â
Frankie stared at him, arrested. âYou sound like a character out of the Godfather movies. I suppose next youâll be telling me we need to go to the mattresses.â
He laughed out loud. âWe might reach that point, knowing Harry.â
âI know,â Frankie murmured, distracted by the flash of his smile in the shadowy interior of the limo. âI confess, when I came up with this plan, I thought we could be seen together a couple of times and Harry would abandon his matchmaking schemes. I should have known he wouldnât give up so easily.â
âNot to worry.â Eli picked up her hand, threading her fingers through his before resting their joined hands onhis thigh. âWeâre partners, right? The two of us together are a match for Harry.â
The car slowed, pulling to the curb and stopping. Eli glanced out the window. âWeâre home.â Before their driver could exit to open their door, Eli stepped out and opened an umbrella as he turned to lend Frankie a hand.
Rain pattered on the umbrella, but beneath it Frankie was warm and dry, tucked into the curve of Eliâs side, his hand at her waist. They hurried up the sidewalk to the shelter of the condo buildingâs wide overhang. The lobby was empty and quiet when they entered, the elevator and third-floor hallway equally hushed.
Frankie unlocked her door and turned, her shoulder brushing against Eliâs black tux jacket. âIâll call you as soon as I talk to Mom and find out where we might run into Harry again,â she told him.
âSounds good.â He leaned in and brushed a kiss against her mouth. âGood night,â he murmured, his blue eyes darkened between half-lowered lashes.
âGood night,â Frankie managed to respond before slipping inside and closing the door. She leaned back against the panels, hearing the sound of the elevatorâs ping announcing its arrival, then silence. She hurried across her living room and peered out through the blinds at the street below. Short moments later, Eli moved across the
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