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“But some of those tabloids…” I confessed, admitting that I couldn’t resist checking Google alerts about Dillon daily. It was an unhealthy habit, and I often regretted delving into old articles about him and his past relationships, like his ex-wife.
Abigail sighed, trying to reassure me. “I see the tabloids too, but remember, the media isn’t the whole truth. They may paint him in a certain light, but he treats you better than anyone else. You can’t control who you fall in love with, but don’t dismiss him too soon. Give it some time, Azzy. You’re not in a rush. If he proves himself to be good for you, don’t let anything stop you. You deserve happiness after everything you’ve been through. Give it a chance. I have a feeling it’ll be great between you two.” I contemplated her words while trying to get ready for the date that was both exciting and nerve-wracking.
“Well, if you aren’t the therapist of the year,” I teased Abigail, trying to lighten the mood.
“Let’s leave that to Dr. Green, but it’s clear to see how much happier and content you are. Enjoy it to the fullest,” she advised with enthusiasm. She seemed even more excited about my love life than I was.
We moved on to talking about Joshua and she dismissed it stating she’s focusing on herself and she’s taking her therapy seriously.
I was genuinely proud of her and didn’t hesitate to convey that with a smile.
“Go get ‘em. I’m here for you whenever you need,” I assured her.
“Yes, but now you need to get dressed. I’m sure he’d love nothing more than to see you in that crimson dress. You know how to make him drool,” Abigail teased, ending the conversation with a playful wink.
We ended the call, and I finished getting ready. I was counting the seconds until she returned to the city. Life was different without her, but with Dillon around, it wasn’t as bad as it could have been.
After moments of worrying and getting ready, I stood in front of the mirror. I’d chosen a crimson satin silk lace-up mini dress, paired with gold accessories and clear 3 inch heels.
As I was about to head out, my phone’s distinct message tone drew my attention. It was a call from Dillon, asking if he should come up or wait in the car.
“I’ll meet you down there,” I responded quickly, a tinge of excitement in my voice.
My heart raced as I entered the elevator to go down. The anticipation was building, and a sense of bliss began to replace my initial worries. With each floor that passed, I couldn’t help but giggle softly, my excitement growing.
Dillon had a way of making me feel something special, something different, something I couldn’t define, but I didn’t want it to stop.
Stepping out of the elevator, I made my way to the shiny black Bentley parked by the curb. All of Dillon’s cars had golden license plates with “X’s” engraved on them, reflecting his possessiveness in every aspect of his life.
Lucio, emerged from the car and opened the back door, and I was frightened. I was expecting Mikkel.
I’d seen Dillon in various states, but nothing compared to Dillon in formal attire. The perfection of his suits left me breathless. I couldn’t help but gaze at how attractive he was.
“Are you going to come inside the car, or will you just keep drooling?” he teased.
“Both,” I mumbled.
I managed to climb into the car, and Dillon promptly pulled me onto his lap, enveloping us in a warm, passionate hug. He admired my appearance, praising the crimson dress I’d chosen, leaving me feeling flustered.
“You’re gorgeous,” he gasped, taking in every inch of my appearance. “I can’t wait to show you off.”
“Where are we going?” I asked, unable to contain my curiosity any longer.
“That’s a surprise,” he smirked, pressing a light kiss on my lips before the car pulled away.
“Before I forget,” he said, and looked up at me, “I have this for you.” He handed me a rather heavy box wrapped in velvet crimson fabric and a note which read: “Flowers aren’t your thing, but this is.”
My eyes softened, and I glanced at him, placing a tender kiss on his lips. Nothing too passionate, at least not yet, but something soft to show him how grateful I am for this. Tucking the box under my arm, I sat down and enjoyed the silence for the rest of the ride which turned out to be excruciatingly long.
“How much longer?” I asked, getting restless. This was the longest ride of my life, and I got bored easily.
“Just a few more blocks. Patience is a virtue.” I rolled my eyes and sank into the seat.
The vibrating sensation of my phone shocked me so badly that I sprang up in the chair. Glancing at the phone screen, I realized it was an alert from Google. My contemplation weighed on whether to click it or leave it alone, but after opening it, I knew I should’ve left it.
Google alert headlined:
Billionaire Playboy CEO Dillon Xander is spotted having lunch with an old speculated flame, Nalena Fisher. Read page 6 to find out more.
