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What if I’m not around?
While the girls are shopping in The Village, I’m meeting with a young man from High Caliber Security who came highly recommended by Enzo. He’s about the same age as Makayla and Heather, so he’ll blend right in.
“Don’t get too friendly,” I warn the good-looking son of a bitch as I pass him the key to the apartment below Makayla’s.
“Chill, bro.” He brushes me off with a laugh. “This isn’t my first assignment. I know what I’m doing. Also, I have a girlfriend.”
“Is this the same girl you cheated on in high school?” I smirk at his wide-eyed expression. “Your dad isn’t the only one who knows how to get information.”
He crosses his arms over his muscular chest, and if he hadn’t mentioned the girlfriend, I would probably call this whole thing off. “That was high school. I was a dumbass.”
I can’t help but laugh because weren’t we all dumbasses in high school?
“How do you want to handle the creeper?” he asks.
I pulled up the feed from the cameras installed around the building, but I didn’t see anything. I figured he’d either seen the cameras or he’d just gotten lucky. When I checked the feed last night, he wasn’t so lucky.I knew exactly who it was.
“I’ll deal with him. You just keep an eye on the girls.”
TWENTY-NINE
MAKAYLA
Stepping out of my closet, I gesture to the short pink wraparound dress I bought at a little boutique in The Village. “What do you think? Is this too dressy?”
“No. You look hot,” Heather croons with a wink. “I’m jealous of your long legs.”
“You don’t think it’s too short?” I ask, turning around to show her the back.
“Why are you stressing so hard over this date? You’ve been fucking him for over a month.” “Heather,” I chide, propping my hands on my hips.
Laughing, she rolls on her side, and I smack her on the butt.
“What? It’s true.” She rises to a sitting position, her expression solemn. “Makayla, Cannon is head-over-heels obsessed with you. This right here—” She gestures to me. “—this is what he wanted. Getting to know each other. The dates. I’ve never seen him like this over a woman. Not even Desiree.”Is that supposed to make me feel special?I know what she’s trying to placate me, and I appreciate her effort. As much as it bothers me, I decide to let the Desiree issue go for tonight. There’s too much to unpack and I’m nervous as it is. I don’t want to ruin my first date by acting like a jealous brat.
A sharp knock lands on my door pulling me from my thoughts..
“I’ll get it.” She pushes to her feet, her brows pinched in concern. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I promise.” I wave her off.
She heaves out a breath. “Okay.”
While Heather goes to greet Cannon, I slip on my heeled sandals and give my reflection one last glance before heading to the living room.
Cannon’s appreciative grin awakens the swarm of butterflies in my stomach. “You look very sexy, angel.”
“You too, boss,” I reply.
My man looks hot in a black, fitted button-down tucked into a pair of black jeans.
Heather makes a choking sound, and I laugh, grabbing my clutch. We all step out into the hall, and I lock the door.
“Have a good time on your date,” Heather singsongs as we near the elevator.
The door slides open, and Jesse steps out, jerking to a stop when he notices the three of us.
“Hey.” His attention shifts to Heather. “Can we talk?”