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“Don’t worry about it. It’s our treat,” he replies. “Also, Jax here won’t stop talking about your friend Lexi over there and was a little shy about asking her out, so here we all are.”

“Shut up, jackass. Don’t believe a word he says. I’ve never been shy around women, they all run to me, Lexi included. Isn’t that right, Lex?” He wags his brows and her lips curl in a snarl.

“First of all, don’t call me Lex. Only my friends call me that, and you and I aren’t friends. And second, you wish I’d run to you. It’s more like flying away from you as fast as I can.”

“I love a woman who plays hard to get.” He grins arrogantly.

She pretends to vomit. “You’re disgusting.”

“But you love it. Should I tell them how much you love it, Lex?”

“It depends.”

“On what, baby?” he asks, leaning back cockily in his chair.

“How badly do you want to die?”

He breaks off into a laugh just as the waiter comes over, clearly hearing Lexi’s last statement based on the suspicious look in his eyes. He takes my drink order and scurries away probably thinking we're a bunch of freaks who don’t belong in such a nice establishment. He’s not wrong. We pick up our menus and I glance at the choices, but I’m not hungry.

“So Lilah, how are you doing?” Gabe asks, placing his menu back on the table. “Have you found a way to get a hold of Damian?” The waiter returns and places my drink on the table.

“No. My lawyer told me there’s no way for me to see him right now and that it could be a while until the case makes it to trial. I mean that bitch hasn’t even sent the case to the grand jury yet. It feels as though she’s taking longer because she wants to hurt us.”

I pick up my glass of water and take a big sip, needing to swallow the painful lump of emotion clogging up my throat. He nods in understanding. “At this point, I won’t see him for a long time.”

“It may be sooner than you think,” says a voice behind me, a voice that sounds too much like Damian’s. I hate when that happens. I sometimes daydream about him and it’s so unfair because it feels too real, such as right now. I glance around the table and they’re all staring at me with smiles on their faces.

“Turn around, baby.” An icy chill slides down the length of my body. It can’t be him. I’m afraid to move. I’m afraid this is one of my dreams and I don’t want to wake up. My hands tremble, and I shake my head choking back tears. No. He isn’t here. This isn’t real.

“Turn around, Lilah.” I close my eyes, silently letting the tears slip down my face. Turning slowly, eyes still shut, I pause, taking a deep breath. My heart beats like mad when I fully face that voice and open my eyes.

“Damian?! Wha—how?” I leap out of my chair and jump at him. My vision is clouded by the tears now falling free. I wrap my legs around his hips and hold on for dear life, never wanting to let go.

I reach out and cup his face, my eyes roaming every inch of it. “How are you here?” A sexy grin flashes across his lips and my heart almost beats out of my chest, clearly missing him as much as I did.

I kiss him, never giving him a chance to answer. We kiss hungrily while the world just melts away. Our mouths devour one another, making up for lost time. He growls as I slide my hands into his hair, nails scraping along his scalp.

“Hey Lex, would you welcome me home like that ifIwent away to prison?”

“Ha, you wish soldier boy. I’d ask why they didn’t keep you longer.”

Oh Jax, way to ruin the moment.Our mouths separate reluctantly, but I’m still in his arms. “I really don’t want to let you go,” he whispers against my neck, kissing up to the curve of my ear.

“So don’t.”

“I think this place will probably frown upon that.”

“Eh, who cares?” I smile against his cheek. “We’ve already put on quite a show. Who decided on this place anyway?” My hands caress his back and his corded muscles twitch beneath his button-down shirt, the ones I missed so much, the ones I want to feel on top of me. Right now.

“Jax did.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course.”

He places me down as the waiter brings us another chair, looking at the two of us as though we’ve just created a travesty, and takes our dinner order.Whatever.

Crossing my legs, I look at everyone. “So you guys all knew and planned this whole thing?”

“I’m sorry, Lilah. I wanted to tell yousobadly but they all would’ve hated me,” Lexi says, her forehead creasing.

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