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She reached across the desk, but he blocked her hand, crowding his arm around his plate and sending her a sharp glare. “Then I want to eat it.”
Dahlia chuckled, shaking her head. “I wanted to impress you with my cooking skills.”
The corner of his mouth curled. “I’m impressed.”
“You’re lying.”
No, I’m not.
“Never had someone make me a meal who wasn’t paid to do it. I’m impressed.”
Dahlia’s gaze softened, and she curled deeper into his chest while he ate his breakfast. He was barely done when his phone rang again. Without prompting, she climbed off his lap, grabbed his plate, and walked out of his office.
This was his life. The phone would always ring. He’d always need privacy.
It was another hour before he wrapped up and walked into the hallway. He started down toward his bedroom when he heard two voices and Dahlia’s unmistakable laugh echoing off the walls. Trey immediately turned, walking out to the living room and taking in the scene. Dahlia was seated at the breakfast bar, cupping her mug and smiling at the man seated next to her.
It shouldn’t have come as a surprise. He always had an open invitation to Trey’s place, but he usually gave a heads-up on a visit. This felt very much like an ambush. Trey started across the room, rounding the counter and eyeing the man sitting next to Dahlia.
“Hey, Sal.”
He smiled and raised his mug. “Trey.”
“It’s almost eleven,” Trey said, knowing the reminder would get Dahlia out of the room.
He didn’t object to her relationship with Sal. If anything, he’d encourage it. But under the circumstances, he wanted to speak one-on-one with his former boss.
Dahlia straightened, jerked her gaze to the microwave, and grinned. She jumped off her chair. “I’m sorry, Sal. I have to shower and get going. I pick up my new car today.” Dahlia paused, shrugging her shoulder. “Well, not brand new, but new to me.”
Sal smiled. “Congratulations!”
“Thanks, I got this amazing deal. Almost too good to be true.”
Sal smirked, glancing over at Trey. “Is that right?”
“Yeah, and Trey had a guy he knows even detail it for me.”
Sal arched his brow. “That was very nice of Trey.”
Trey steeled his features, watching Dahlia brush her hand against Sal’s back. It was friendly, warm, and comfortable as if she’d known him for years. “Next time you swing by, I’ll take you for a ride.” Dahlia was walking away, but she abruptly turned, sidling up next to Sal. “Or? I can pick you up, and we could go have lunch or something.”
Sal seemed caught off guard. For all his sweetness toward Dahlia and playful teasing banter, he seemed struck by the offer. Sal drew in a breath and smiled. “I’d like that.”
Dahlia nodded. “It’s a date!”
She walked off, rushing her steps as she disappeared down the hallway. When Trey looked back at Sal, he was still staring at the empty hallway.
Dahlia Carter had infiltrated many hearts in the Underground, apparently.
“She’s a sweet one,” Sal said.
Yes, she is.
“So.” Sal swiveled in his stool, smirking. “You have anything to do with that amazing deal on her new car?”
Trey had everything to do with it. Once she mentioned it, he reached out to the owner of the used car dealership. It was one of many businesses that paid for protection. Trey wasn’t looking for anything that would hurt his income, but he was looking for a deal to benefit Dahlia. If he had it his way, she wouldn’t have paid for anything, and she’d pull out of a lot with a brand-new car. Eventually, they’d get there, but not yet.
“And your guy? Does she know the detailing also includes a tracking device?”
