button on the smartphone’s screen and waited a second.
Somebody answered – apparently Connor, judging from the conversation.
“You in the room?” Johnny asked tersely. “Good. Stay there. We’re coming up.”
He hung up and took me gently by the elbow.
As we passed by the table, I looked down at my untouched Bloody Mary.
“Wait – I have to pay for it – ”
With what , I had no clue, but I thought it would be rude to dine and ditch.
Or drink and ditch.
Well… not drink, but still ditch.
For the first time since he’d come back, Johnny smiled and shook his head. “You’re a keeper, Lily.”
“What’s that mean?” I asked warily.
“It means you’re the first woman I’ve met around Connor who worried about paying for something herself, much less paying for it after having her life threatened.”
A little glow sparked in my chest.
At least there was something unusual about me, as far as the women in Connor’s life went.
Even if all it was, was that I didn’t want to stiff a waitress.
“Thanks… but he didn’t really threaten me. ”
“Close enough.”
“But they’ve got food coming, too – ”
“Don’t worry about it,” Johnny said, and hustled me past the mystified wait staff.
I hope they don’t think I’m getting pulled upstairs pronto because Connor decided he wants to have sex, I thought, mortified.
Although that wouldn’t have been such a bad reason.
It would have been a lot more preferable than his life being threatened.
13
Connor opened the door, his face a question mark. “What’s going on?”
Johnny hustled me into the room. “There was an incident.”
Connor smirked at me. “Lily, did you slap somebody?”
“I wish I had,” I answered honestly.
He frowned, and Johnny made me recount exactly what had happened.
Connor listened the whole time with his arms crossed, his chin on one thumb, and his index finger crossing his lips. He stared deep into my eyes as I talked.
I don’t think he’d looked at me that intently the entire… um… 16 hours I’d known him.
…if you don’t count the last time we had sex.
After I was finished, he walked over to me, put his arms around me, and pulled me in tight.
“Are you okay?” he asked quietly.
“Yes,” I said, and leaned my head against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat – a deep, powerful pulse that made me feel comforted and safe, and at the same time made my own heart speed up.
I would have given anything just to stay there for hours, nestled protected in his arms.
“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” he said into my hair. Then his voice changed, and I could tell he wasn’t talking to me anymore. “That being said… I don’t think it was anything to worry about.”
That got Johnny all wound up.
“Don’t brush this shit off, man. He knew Lily was staying with you – he was obviously keeping tabs on you – ”
“She was in the penthouse cabana,” Connor said in a Come on, gimme a break kind of voice. “Not only that, but the whole staff knows she’s staying with me.”
I blushed a little. Great.
“And as far as threats,” Connor continued, “that was about as mild as they come.”
“Of course it was mild – if we caught him, all he has to say is that he wasn’t threatening you, he was just pissed off and telling you to be nice .”
Connor grinned. “Maybe he was.”
I pulled away from his arms. “Are you saying that was nothing?”
I was a little frightened he was treating it so cavalierly – and I was a little pissed, too. It had scared the hell out of me, that was for sure.
He put his hands softly against me face as he looked into my eyes, and I felt my fear and irritation melt away.
“No, I’m not saying it was nothing. I know it was scary, and I’m sorry you got pulled into it. It’s just… this sort of thing happens a lot. People trying to spook me. It doesn’t mean anything, because nothing ever happens.”
“Bullshit,” Johnny snapped.