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Dillon stood at that, his face fierce as his legendary temper took hold.
“Don’t give me that poor-me bullshit, Rear. Shit doesn’t come easier for us. We know what we want, and we take it, bottom line. You could do the same damn thing, but you’re always worried about whether you’re pushing too hard, trying to be the nice guy, so stop doing it. You want her, tell her … She’s not going to read your fucking mind, and she certainly isn’t just going to roll over and wait for you to find the balls to finally take what you want.”
“Fuck you,” I replied, so pissed I could barely see straight.
Dillon just shrugged and replied, “You can say fuck me all you want, but you know I’m right. All I was trying to do was to help you out. You want to take your anger out on me instead of on Chloe and Shane, that’s fine, I can handle it … Call me when you’ve cooled off.”
That said, Dillon threw money on the table and walked out.
Even as I watched him walk out the door, I could feel my anger retreating, regret and guilt taking its place.
“Shit,” I muttered, then threw my own money on the table and headed after Dillon.
“Reardon?” I heard Chloe call, but couldn’t bring myself to turn in her direction.
Instead I just said, “Not now,” and walked toward the door.
My hand was on the handle when Dolores stopped me, shoved a to-go tray in my hand, and said, “Here, honey, don’t forget your lunch.”
“Thanks,” I muttered, looking her in the eye even though I was beyond embarrassed at my irrational display of temper.
“No problem,” Dolores said. “Here, give this one to Dillon. You can catch him before he gets to the store.”
I gave her a tight smile and nod, before leaving to go find my cousin and eat crow.
Chapter Twenty-Six ~ Chloe
I kept looking over at Reardon, but he kept his nose buried in his book. Just like he had in the car ride to the airport, while we were waiting in the airport for our flight, and since boarding this plane.
I knew he was upset, and I could totally understand why, even though, when I’d kept the coffee date bet with Shane, it had never crossed my mind that Reardon would be upset by it.
I guess I’d been underestimating his feelings for too long now.
Sighing, I leaned back in my seat, figuring that once we got to the hotel, and didn’t have Christopher sitting between us, I’d be able to pull him aside and talk about it.
The feeling of eyes burning into the side of my head had me turning in the other direction to see my sister staring at me and pointing toward the restroom.
I tried shaking my head to deny her request, but Zoey’s glare had me unbuckling my seatbelt and rising from my seat.
Once we got to the back, I whisper-shouted at her, “We can’t stand up back here.”
Her reply was to open the bathroom door, shove me inside, then follow me in.
“Oh, for crying out loud, we don’t fit in here,” I hissed as her belly forced me farther into the small area.
“What’s going on?” Zoey demanded, undeterred by the fact that we were packed in like sardines.
“Nothing,” I lied, not wanting to mess up her honeymoon.
“Stop,” she said, holding up her hand. “You suck at lying. Just tell me what’s going on with you and Reardon, and I’ll let you out.”
I tried to keep my resolve, but my face crumbled and I asked, “What am I going to do?”
“If you tell me, I can help,” Zoey urged.
“Reardon and I kissed,” I began, causing Zoey to gasp. “We talked and agreed to take things slow … Then, I did those shots at your wedding and jumped his bones.”
“Tune in Tokyo,” Zoey murmured, then covered her mouth so I could go on. I was used to my sister’s bizarre sayings, so I just rolled my eyes and told her the rest.
