bar. What is his issue?"
"Well, you know how All Hallow’s Eve tends to bring out the crazies. He wants to make sure he doesn’t have to worry about you, in addition to everything else. And hey, look at it like this. You'd be doing me a favor. I would prefer a beautiful woman on my arm instead of going stag."
"I’m not sure I am buying your line here. A handsome man such as yourself should have no issues finding a woman to go as your date."
He shrugged and flashed a devilish grin.
"Does that smile of yours always get you your way?"
"Nine times out of ten. So, what’s your answer?"
I shook my head and mentally surrendered. This couldn’t be all bad. At least Dillon sent a gorgeous, sexy man instead of a Neanderthal like last time. I wasn't even aware bodyguards were allowed to look like him. Syd looked like he was a model, not a hired thug. Jet black hair, piercing blue-green eyes, and those lips…sheesh. I seemed to be on a roll–hot sexy guy from my dreams, and now Syd–this was so gonna be a good day.
"I would be happy to be your date, Syd, because my brother will expect it and because I find you intriguing." I took the last bite of my bagel and hopped off the kitchen barstool.
"I'm assuming you ate already since you didn't join me for bagels and coffee, but if you do need anything, feel free to help yourself. Oh, and the remote is over on the coffee table if you want to watch TV."
As I headed towards my bedroom, Syd’s cell phone rang. It was probably Dillon checking up on me again. There was no end to Dillon's protectiveness. He was so different from Tynan. Ty worried about me too, but he didn’t feel the need to go all alpha-male about everything. I would venture to say that he learned a long time ago that was never gonna fly with Vivi–she’s fiercely independent and very outspoken. Ty towered over Vivi by at least six inches, but if she told him to do something he would gladly oblige. The love between them was evident in everything they did. A love almost too impossible to imagine, because their connection was the stuff romance novels were made of. Ty was so enthralled with Vivi he would have moved heaven and earth for her. I could only hope that someday I would find that, but with Dillon as my keeper, I doubt it would ever happen.
I dabbed the last bit of mascara on my eyelashes and slicked my hair into a high ponytail. I knew Syd had saw me all disheveled, but there was no need to not put forth my best effort now. I flipped through the clothes in my closet, trying to find the best I’m-hot-and-sexy-but-not-desperate outfit. I settled on skinny jeans, black riding boots, and a black shirt. I grabbed my messenger bag as I headed back towards the living room. Syd was just putting his phone back in his pocket as I entered.
"Hey, you look nice. That was Dillon, and he wanted me to tell you Ty and Vivi just arrived at the bar, and that they should be back here by the time we return from our errands."
I nodded, knowing that Syd had reported to Dillon about our errand run, typical bodyguard move–checking in with the boss. "So how long have you worked for my brother anyway? I've never seen you around the bar." I grabbed the keys off the kitchen counter as I walked towards the door.
"Off and on for years. I usually handle off-site stuff for your family. I actually met Dillon through your grandmother Morgan."
"Really?" I stopped just before the door and turned to look at him. I grinned when he stumbled, trying to avoid bumping into me.
"Not that I mind being this close to you, Kylah, but warn a guy before you stop dead in your tracks."
I turned back towards the door to hide the blush in my cheeks. As I flipped the lock, I heard footsteps and Olivia’s voice down the hall. Our penthouses were the only two on this floor, so I knew she and Joe were just coming off the elevator. I gave a sideways glance to Syd. "Brace yourself, you are about to meet my best friend Olivia."
"Kylah Keenan, where the
"Well, you know how All Hallow’s Eve tends to bring out the crazies. He wants to make sure he doesn’t have to worry about you, in addition to everything else. And hey, look at it like this. You'd be doing me a favor. I would prefer a beautiful woman on my arm instead of going stag."
"I’m not sure I am buying your line here. A handsome man such as yourself should have no issues finding a woman to go as your date."
He shrugged and flashed a devilish grin.
"Does that smile of yours always get you your way?"
"Nine times out of ten. So, what’s your answer?"
I shook my head and mentally surrendered. This couldn’t be all bad. At least Dillon sent a gorgeous, sexy man instead of a Neanderthal like last time. I wasn't even aware bodyguards were allowed to look like him. Syd looked like he was a model, not a hired thug. Jet black hair, piercing blue-green eyes, and those lips…sheesh. I seemed to be on a roll–hot sexy guy from my dreams, and now Syd–this was so gonna be a good day.
"I would be happy to be your date, Syd, because my brother will expect it and because I find you intriguing." I took the last bite of my bagel and hopped off the kitchen barstool.
"I'm assuming you ate already since you didn't join me for bagels and coffee, but if you do need anything, feel free to help yourself. Oh, and the remote is over on the coffee table if you want to watch TV."
As I headed towards my bedroom, Syd’s cell phone rang. It was probably Dillon checking up on me again. There was no end to Dillon's protectiveness. He was so different from Tynan. Ty worried about me too, but he didn’t feel the need to go all alpha-male about everything. I would venture to say that he learned a long time ago that was never gonna fly with Vivi–she’s fiercely independent and very outspoken. Ty towered over Vivi by at least six inches, but if she told him to do something he would gladly oblige. The love between them was evident in everything they did. A love almost too impossible to imagine, because their connection was the stuff romance novels were made of. Ty was so enthralled with Vivi he would have moved heaven and earth for her. I could only hope that someday I would find that, but with Dillon as my keeper, I doubt it would ever happen.
I dabbed the last bit of mascara on my eyelashes and slicked my hair into a high ponytail. I knew Syd had saw me all disheveled, but there was no need to not put forth my best effort now. I flipped through the clothes in my closet, trying to find the best I’m-hot-and-sexy-but-not-desperate outfit. I settled on skinny jeans, black riding boots, and a black shirt. I grabbed my messenger bag as I headed back towards the living room. Syd was just putting his phone back in his pocket as I entered.
"Hey, you look nice. That was Dillon, and he wanted me to tell you Ty and Vivi just arrived at the bar, and that they should be back here by the time we return from our errands."
I nodded, knowing that Syd had reported to Dillon about our errand run, typical bodyguard move–checking in with the boss. "So how long have you worked for my brother anyway? I've never seen you around the bar." I grabbed the keys off the kitchen counter as I walked towards the door.
"Off and on for years. I usually handle off-site stuff for your family. I actually met Dillon through your grandmother Morgan."
"Really?" I stopped just before the door and turned to look at him. I grinned when he stumbled, trying to avoid bumping into me.
"Not that I mind being this close to you, Kylah, but warn a guy before you stop dead in your tracks."
I turned back towards the door to hide the blush in my cheeks. As I flipped the lock, I heard footsteps and Olivia’s voice down the hall. Our penthouses were the only two on this floor, so I knew she and Joe were just coming off the elevator. I gave a sideways glance to Syd. "Brace yourself, you are about to meet my best friend Olivia."
"Kylah Keenan, where the
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