"Dylan told me all about your dad and what happened. I'm not letting him go this easily. If he thinks he's running out on me again, he has another think coming."
Reaching over, Regina gave her arm a squeeze. "Fight for him."
"Oh, I intend to." She patted Regina's hand.
"Ready?"
"Yes. Thanks for making the trip."
"Kidding?" Sherry let loose her big laugh.
"A free weekend in Vegas, not to mention a ride on a private jet? Who would say no?"
"Thanks anyway."
"You're welcome."
*****
"I like your Sherry." Craig kicked back in the booth and lifted his beer and took a sip.
"So do I." Dylan relaxed and took a sip of his own beer as he watched the activities going on among the diners.
The place was packed, even for such a late hour.
"I keep telling myself that I won't screw it up this time. I don't think I will."
"I'm sure you won't." Craig slid him a look.
"I intend to make your sister happy. Whatever it takes."
"You already are." He shook his head.
"I had great faith in you. And you managed to get her to agree to marrying you."
He shook his head. "That's something."
"Nothing beats the power of love."
"I never thanked you for running off our father."
Craig stared at him. "That's okay with you?"
"Damn right. More for my sister than myself. To me he was just a pain in the ass who comes around every now and again. For Gina, he was much more than that. He crippled her."
Craig's jaw tightened. "Which he won't be doing again."
Dylan's eyes crinkled in amusement.
"You put the scare of God in him. I've never seen the man so jittery. He was jumping at his own shadow. And his poor beleaguered wife was no better."
"I have a feeling that union is not going to last much longer."
"My take exactly." Dylan sighed.
"For years he influenced our lives, mine and Gina's, but that particular hold has been broken."
They both looked over at the two women walking toward the table.