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his point of view.”
    Just then, we turned onto the street leading towards our apartment complex.
    “So, what are you suggesting? That I go out with him?”
    “It’s just dinner, Ava.” Jillian groaned. “A meal.”
    I let out a deep exhale.
    “Okay,” I grumbled, pulling my car into the parking space. “I’ll do it, if for no other reason than to shut you up. Are you happy now? You win.”
    “No,” she replied immediately. “You do.”

    AVA
    After Jillian’s tongue lashing, I took Simon into the apartment and put him in bed before I went to get ready. Jillian promised me if he woke she’d be sure and give him something to eat.
    Before I left the racetrack, Dyson and I had exchanged numbers. If I decided to come, we’d agreed to meet at his hotel in the lobby. After one last moment of doubt, I texted him and confirmed I’d be there.
    Left with no excuse, I searched my closet for the most flattering dress I owned. After a quick shower and a bit of last minute teasing from Jillian, I headed downtown to meet him.
    Once in the hotel parking lot, I made my way towards the entrance. Approaching it, I noticed a sizable crowd of people in the lobby. It was large enough I couldn’t use the revolving door to get in, but instead, I had to use a side entrance.
    Entering to a noise-filled room, I scanned the surrounding area for Dyson. Not seeing him right away, I continued around the periphery of the group, until, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed his unmistakable presence. It seemed the crowd was gathered for him , circling around and attempting to take pictures, get autographs, and the kinds of things that fans do. Once I saw him standing there, I backed away and decided to watch for a few moments.
    I’d never actually been around someone famous before. Up until that instant, the only Dyson Vix I knew was the smooth talking playboy. However, with a crowd full of adoring admirers of all ages, and both sexes, gathered around, he seemed quite different all of a sudden.
    I watched him interact with men, women and children. He posed for pictures, signed autographs, and smiled the entire time. Surely that took some getting used to - sharing your private time with complete strangers whenever they recognized you. It wasn’t something that interested me in the slightest, but he appeared to revel in it.
    Just then, he happened to glance in my direction and our eyes met. After a couple more handshakes and pictures, he excused himself and began to make his way towards me. While he approached, I became aware most of the crowd turned and looked in my direction.
    I felt my pulse quicken a bit and my hand tighten around the strap of my purse. Just as I was about to turn away from the crowd of prying eyes, Dyson smiled and called out to me.
    “Hey! Ava!”
    I waved at him with a small waggle of my fingertips. Seconds later he closed on me.
    “Glad you could get out,” he said, now standing about a foot away. “I’m starving. How about you?”
    I nodded, relieved he’d rescued me from the stare of strangers.
    Fifteen minutes later, Dyson and I sat in the hotel restaurant. Even though we’d ditched the crowd, it seemed as if there were always eyes on me. Or maybe I was just being paranoid. I wasn’t really sure. In any case, my discomfort didn’t go unnoticed. While we waited for our server to return with the wine, Dyson spoke.
    “Everything all right, Ava?”
    I reached for my ice water at the center of the table. Wrapping my fingers around the cold glass, I smiled and nodded at him.
    “Mmm hmm. Fine.”
    Dyson leaned back and narrowed his eyes at me. “Funny, cuz you don’t seem fine.”
    While he spoke, I took a sip of my water. “Why do you say that?”
    “It’s totally normal, Ava, you know… To be a little bit uncomfortable.”
    I shrugged and placed my glass back down on top of the table. “I really don’t know what you’re talking about,” I lied.
    Dyson nodded. “Uh huh. Well, it’s not always this