My Brother Thought I Was Delivering to the Country Club

gifts inside? They’re for the donor tables.”

Denise snapped into motion right away. “Of course.”

She signaled two attendants, both in white jackets, and they came straight for the black insulated bag Connor had been smirking at.

One of his friends actually took a half step backward to let them pass.

I almost laughed.

Almost.

Connor looked at the bag, then continue reading …