that would eventually get them into trouble, or she was trying to loosen him up. Her words, not his. That was something he had loved about having her in his life. She made him want to live out loud instead of living in a nice, neat and simple existence.
Austin lifted his head and sat back in his seat. Thinking of Janna was only going to make him frustrated. He could forgive her for leaving him in New Jersey, but he didnât know if it were possible to forget.
* * *
âThank you,â Janna said to the driver holding the door as she climbed into the back of the town car. It felt as if sheâd put in a full day of work arguing with the owner of the management company that handled her finances. She couldnât believe that the accountant assigned to oversee one of her smaller retirement accounts had mishandled her funds. For years, Iris had told her she needed to learn everything she could about how they were managing her money or at least learn how to read the monthly reports they sent her. Janna had finally decided to do just that.
She had started making money so fast that she hadnât kept up very well in how her finances were being managed. And though she would hate admitting this to anyone, sheâd been too busy to keep track of the money coming in and going out lately.
Her brother-in-law, Nash, planned to give her the contact information to his accountant as well as a crash course in finance, while Iris looked into criminal charges.
Seeing how backed up the traffic was, Janna sat back and got comfortable for the ride to Nashâs office.
Jannaâs cell phone rang and she wondered if that was Nash calling to make sure she was still stopping by his office.
âHello,â she said once she located her cell phone at the bottom of her handbag.
âFor a person who is trying to clean up her image, you have a funny way of showing it,â Iris said.
Janna rolled her eyes. She had hoped no one she knew saw the photo and the article, but the call from Macy the day before proved otherwise.
âHey, Auntie Janna! Nice photo!â Irisâs daughter screamed in the background. When Iris met Nash, heâd been raising Tania, his niece, by himself. He and Iris officially adopted her after they were married.
âTell Tania sheâs not funny. And tell her that I want to see her before I leave Atlanta.â
âThatâs going to be a little hard, since Iâm taking her and one of her girlfriends to the airport as we speak. Theyâre starting their summer vacation in South Beach.â
âI canât believe Nash is letting her go there by herself,â Janna said, knowing how overprotective her brother-in-law could be.
âTrust me, it wasnât easy. She had to remind him that sheâs an adult now. But enough about Tania. Letâs talk about you and that photo.â
âGo ahead. Get it out your system. Let me have it,â she said to her sister. âI knew it was only a matter of time before I heard from you.â Janna glanced at her watch.
âIt is such a small world,â Iris said. âI had no idea you knew Austin Reynolds.â
âWhat are you talking about? I told you and Macy about Austin years ago. Heâs the one who gave me the promise ring.â She glanced down at her hand. Iris was eight years older than her and Macy was ten years older. Both had gone off to college before Janna made it to high school.
âThat was him?â Irisâs voice rose. âI canât believe Austin Reynolds gave you a promise ring. I didnât even realize he grew up in New Jersey.â
âYou act as if heâs someone famous.â Janna had done a little research on him after the disaster at the fundraiser. She wasnât surprised to learn that he was the CFO of his familyâs business and had won Atlantaâs businessman of the year award a couple of years ago, making him the youngest recipient in the history of