Howard sighed, "I don't think that's a good idea."
"It'll just be a moment," Isabel assured him. "And I'll take Drew or a bodyguard with me."
"You'll take me with you," he said.
She stared up at his serious blue eyes and clenched jaw and nodded meekly. If she wanted to see Lawson before they took him away, she had to agree to Howard's conditions. She took a step and then another, lifting her dress to avoid it getting caught under her heels.
"You're wearing high heels?" Howard asked.
She shrugged, "Of course. I wasn't going to wear this gown with flats."
"But your ankle is injured," he said.
"It's fine," she replied.
Suddenly two strong arms scooped her off the ground, and he held her against his chest. She knew better than to argue—it would only waste time.
"You can carry m
