Page 78 of Rescued Heart

Will slinked down, almost completely out of view.

The first bicycle rolled back to them. “Hold on, who cares what Jimmy’s name is? Can we get a picture with you, Bia Pearl?”

Her phone rang. Another unknown number filled her screen.

Please let it not be Nathan.

She clicked ignore on her phone and took a picture with the boys.

After they’d taken a few group selfies, Bianca stepped closer to Will. “I’ll see you in a few days?”

Will’s driver whipped his head around. “You’re hanging out with Bia Pearl, and you’re not telling us? Dude, where at? What time’s the party?”

“She’s a movie star. If I spill, I don’t get to go. Now let’s get out of here or we’re gonna be late.”

The boys glanced at each other, then sped off.

Will went by Jimmy, and he didn’t want the older boys to know he played baseball? That didn’t make any sense. Her phone rang. The same unknown number from a second ago flashed on her screen.

This needed to stop. She hit the answer button. “Hello.”

“Finally, babes.”

“Don’t even, Nathan,” Bianca hissed. “The only reason you need to be calling me is to apologize and to tell me what happened to my money.”

Nathan tsked. “I’ve missed you too. Listen, we need to meet up. I’ve got this new adventure I want to surprise you?—”

“No.” No more surprises. Bianca shook her head and headed to the limo. “The last adventure I heard you mention over the phone ended up with the police arriving and me looking like a liar. Tell me the truth, Nathan Kensington. What did you do with my money before the account was frozen?”

The pause let Bianca know her ex was more than likely rolling his stress ball in his hand. “Lady B, it’s really not that simple.”

Bianca leaned her hip against the back of the limo. “Then until you can give me a straight answer over the phone, stop contacting me.” She hung up and blocked the number.

Lord, make him stop calling me.

With shaky hands, Bianca opened the rear door of the limo and slid inside. The middle partition window, as usual, was down between them.

Justin’s brown bushy hair was in view. “Everything okay back there?”

“It will be.” Bianca scooted to the middle seat. “Long time no see, Justin. How’s your mom?”

He glanced back at her in the rearview mirror. “Much better. She only has a little cough. Thanks for asking. We’re waiting for Carter and a few others, and then we’ll get moving. As always, feel free to grab yourself a drink or snack.”

She took a water bottle from the mini fridge and pressed the bottle against her heated neck. She really needed to think about something other than Nathan. Will’s half-hidden face popped into her mind. “Hey, quick question. Do you know if it’s somehow not cool to play baseball anymore?”

Justin adjusted the mirror. “I think it’s cooler to play video games.”

“I guess.” At least the boys were outside. “And you wouldn’t know why a boy would be called Jimmy, would you?”

Justin’s brows rose over the top of his sunglasses. “If his name was James?”

She shook her head. “It’s not.”

Then Riley turned around from, apparently, her spot in the front passenger seat. “He could be good at picking locks. I once knew someone they called Little Jimmy because he was great at jimmying locks.”

Bianca twisted open her water. She hoped that wasn’t it. She waved at Riley and took a sip of her water. “Didn’t know you were up there. You can come sit back here. Not that Justin isn’t great company too.”

Riley dropped out of view again. “I’m good. Justin’s going to show me the ropes up here. My brother’s…interested in being a limo driver. I’m seeing if he could handle it.”

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