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He slides his arm around my waist, pulling me to face him. “Yes, but it’s expected for someone who was kidnapped, remember. Your cousin knows that, so relax, my beautiful love.” I press my head on his chest. He smooths his lips on the crown of my head, kissing it.
I look out the café window and spot them walking to the door. “They’re coming.”
“I’m by your side. Always.” I love this man so much it’s insane. My heart races, and I’m not sure if it’s because he’s my rock or because I’m nervous to see my best friend. Lily’s eyes widen and her mouth falls open when she sees me, and then her eyes dart over to Dylan’s and she looks almost equally as shocked. Still, she rushes up to me. Dylan tenses, and his men inch closer from their hidden perches around the café.
“Relax. I’d never hurt her,” she says, rolling her eyes at Dylan.
“He just worries about me.”
“As he should.”
“I’ve missed you,” I say, throwing my arms around my cousin. “Lily, it’s so good to see you.”
“I’m so glad you’re safe.” She leans back with her hands on my biceps and tears in her eyes. “God, look at you,” she says, caressing my cheek, brushing my hair from my face. “I hope you got those bastards.” She stares right at Dylan.
“What makes you think he got to them?”
“Come on. He’s your former boss. I remember you telling me he’s wealthy, and he’s obviously obsessed with your safety.”
“Everything has been taken care of,” Dylan answers. I don’t react to it because I don’t want to know details as long as I’m safe. It’s not like I’m unaware that stuff went down when he came back to Dallas. He told Boss it was handled.
“Good. Let’s sit down. I could really use some food, and you can tell me how you’re doing. I need to know how you’re feeling and where you’ve been. It must have been awful.”
“I don’t really want to talk about the details.”
“How was your wedding?”
“I wish I hadn’t gone through with it.” Her husband gasps like he’s been slapped. “Oh, love. You know I don’t mean that. It’s just that I knew she was truly missing and didn’t leave of her own free will.” He hugs her tightly and kisses her temple.
They were perfect together, and I’m happy she didn’t miss her special day because she had gone through all that trouble to plan it. “Oh, Lillian, don’t think that. You did the right thing. I’m glad that you had your beautiful wedding.”
“Thank you, but I wish you were there. I want to rub it in Sandy’s face that I was right to worry.” Dylan’s face shifts.
“Um…ladies, let’s order. I’m getting hungry, and you need to eat, sweetheart. I let his reaction go because I know she was involved in my kidnapping, and he’s probably unsure if we should tell her about it. Perhaps we should have spoken about it beforehand.
We ordered food and discussed Lily’s wedding. Several times Sandy and James come up for their antics, and Dylan stiffens beside me. Lily doesn’t notice, but her hubby does and quickly changes the subject. Several times during our reunion, Dylan’s phone goes off but he doesn’t answer it.
“You can take the call,” I tell him.
“No, love. It can wait. I’m returning to work tomorrow. I can work while you’re resting.” He’s been doing that whenever I’m napping, but the man runs a billion-dollar company, so he’s busy all the time. I tilt my head, and he sighs. “Fine, I’ll be back in one minute.” He nods slightly to one of his men as he steps away. I already know it means they had better step up and watch me.
“Wow, he still doesn’t trust me, does he?”
“It’s not just you he doesn’t trust, Lily. It’s everyone around me. He wants to make sure that I always feel safe. Also, I didn’t want to say anything before, but James was involved in my kidnapping.” She gasps.
“That totally makes sense.”
“Why?”
“First, James is a damn sleazeball, and second, Dylan got tense every time you mentioned that fucker,” her husband says.
“Oh, goodness. I’m so sorry for even bringing him up. It just felt like he was making sure to stick out at my wedding,” she says.
“It was probably to make himself look less guilty. If he was present, then he couldn’t be off trafficking Harley,” Dylan says, returning to our table and taking his place beside me. “I’m sorry about the call. Unfortunately, sweetheart, we need to cut this a little short. That was an important call, and we have to be somewhere soon. We only have another half hour, but we can do this again soon.”
“Dylan, I was thinking maybe we could have dinner together,” I say.
“I plan to have dinner with you every night,” he says, raising his eyebrows and grinning.
