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“You did a great job with the wake, Hil. You really did. Everyone’s impressed. Dad would have loved it.”
Before Hil could respond, I turned to Cali. “And in this situation, a great job means that he didn’t put a single picture of cousins kissing anywhere in the place. I know that’s weird for you.”
“Remy!” Hil protested.
“What?” I asked innocently. “I was ensuring that your Redneck Prince here could follow the conversation. I was being inclusive.”
Cali stuttered, wanting to respond but knowing he couldn’t out of respect for the occasion. The tortured look in his eyes brought me endless joy.
“Remy, that’s not funny,” Hil snapped.
I feigned being hurt. “Hil, you’re gonna yell at me today? Here? We’re at our father’s wake. Hil, I’m grieving,” I said hoping my smirk wasn’t lingering.
Hil, at a loss for words, quieted long enough for me to look over his shoulder. Behind him, standing by himself, was Dillon. He had been watching us. When our eyes met, my wolf perked up.
As he lifted his glass to his lips, he looked away. But it was too late. My wolf was hooked. And for the first time since we had met, I was free to get what I wanted, which was, more of him.
“Remy, all I’m saying is…”
“…that you have no empathy for my grief. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know, but could we pick this up a little later? I have heartbroken guests I need to attend to,” I told my little brother, feeling rejuvenated.
Crossing the room to the man I had wanted for so long, I realized that this was it. I was going to tell him how I felt. I knew I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t. The life I had dreamed of and had planned for for years was within my sights. I couldn’t wait for it to begin.
Approaching Dillon, I couldn’t help but smile.
“Thank you for being here,” I said genuinely.
“Of course,” Dillon replied, his brown eyes soft and sincere. “If there’s anything I can do to help, just let me know.”
My mind teetered on the edge of inappropriate thoughts, but I reined myself in. “Actually, there’s something I need to discuss with you.”
Dillon looked amused. “That’s funny because there’s something I need to discuss with you. But you should go first.”
“Really?” I asked surprised. “In that case, please take the floor,” I insisted politely.
“No, go first. Mine can wait.”
“No, no. I think you should go first,” I said showing him the type of boyfriend I would be to him.
“Remy, please,” he said touching my forearm.
Heat washed through me arousing my wolf. There was no way I could resist his request now.
“You know what? You’re right. What I have to say might influence what you have to say, so I should go first.”
“Oh!” Dillon said taken aback. “Okay,” he agreed nervously.
I straightened up, seriousness washing over my face. “I’ve been thinking about you… about us. And… I don’t know.”
With his tan complexion turning bright red, he put his delicate fingers on my chest. “Wait, before you do, I need to tell you this.”
“No, really, I should tell you this first.”
Dillon insisted, “Don’t say it until I say what I have to say.”
“Oh, shit!”
“It’s not bad. I promise,” Dillon assured me before noticing that I was looking at something behind him. “What’s wrong?”
