It was the most important rule in the book, yet it was also the first one Scarlett had broken. The fact that she'd had no idea until her father had had Bum do some digging into the skeletons that lurked in Bryan's closet didn't matter, nor did the fact that husband and wife had been estranged for a long while now. No, all that she cared about was how he was obviously willing and ready to take that particular secret to the grave with him.
Needless to say, giving Bryan a chance to explain himself had been for no other reason than Scarlett's genuine curiosity. She'd wanted to hear how he planned to try and talk himself out of the whole thing, but as soon as he'd finished speaking, she'd announced that they were finished and left without ever looking back.
Returning to the city where they'd originally first met didn't help any of the feelings that still lingered, yet she had business to attend to there, and she wasn't about to pass it off onto someone else to take care of as her proxy. The wheeling and dealing was fortunately a very much welcomed distraction, and if an earlier promise hadn't been made to a friend, the heiress would've been on the first plane back to Dallas just as soon as the deal was official.
"Does this dress say take me home with you tonight in a fun, mischevious way or an easy, trashy way?" The outfit in question was simple and tight enough to hug all the right places and not too low cut in an effort to leave a little bit to the men's imaginations. Slipping on a pair of heels once Elyse had been given a good look at her appearance, Scarlett honestly couldn't wait to see what her friend's bar of choice had to offer in all of the various departments.
