Tanya looked around the room, then lifted her gaze to Kevin. "Two weeks isn't an eternity. Right, Kevin? Vermeil is only eighty miles from here. You can visit me at any time." She cleared her throat of a sudden constriction. "Kevin? Kevin, do you mind?"
Kevin glared at Malcolm, then turned toward Tanya. He rubbed her back up and down. "Of course I don't mind, love. You're in charge," he said. "I just spoke my mind, but your decision is fine with me."
When they were all ready to leave, Kevin stood before Tanya and took her hands in his. "I'd like to come along, if I may, and see where my woman is going to stay." He turned toward Malcolm. His look was icy, but his words were polite: "Would you mind if Tanya and I followed you in my car?"
"I'll do better than that, Kevin," Malcolm replied promptly. "I'll drive you and Tanya in my car. Judith will drive your vehicle." He glanced at Judith with a smile of complicity. "I'm sure she won't mind driving a Porsche."
"A Porsche!" Judith said with a huge grin. "I'd be thrilled. If Mr. Matwin doesn't mind, of course."