“People might ask who we are. What do we tell them?â? she questioned shortly.
“You are a relative of mine, whom I’m escorting about town.â?
“Are they going to believe that? We don’t look anything the same.â? her look remained skeptical.
“You want to tell them we’re married?â? his look masked his internal irritation and surprise.
“We won’t want to create suspicion.â? she declared, biting her lip.
“You know about that.â? he muttered, smiling softly.
“It got me results, didn’t it?â? she shot back, holding up her hands.
“Relax,â? his nonchalant voice answered her. “I’m not insulting you.â?
“Well, good.â? she rolled her shoulders once more and smiled faintly.
“But I’m not complimenting either.â?
“So I’m your wife during all this?â? she mouthed slowly, testing the words out on her lips like a foreign delicacy for the first time.
“What about the children in my charge?â?
He could not mask the ensuing look of astonishment and displeasure on his face at her inquiry. “What children?â?