He kept glaring at Mitch even as he approached me and grabbed my hand. I nodded, tore my eyes from him, shoved the warmth resolutely aside and looked down at Billy.īilly was glaring at Mitch. His eyes caught mine and when they did they went warm like I felt inside right before he gave a gentle jerk of his head to the door, prompting me to do what I needed to do. Then my eyes lifted to his as I felt something warm slide through my insides. I watched with utter fascination as his big, strong, attractive hand closed around her little girl’s hand without even an instant’s delay. “Okay,” she agreed readily, skipped to Mitch immediately and grasped his hand. Billy and I are going outside for a sec.” “Thanks,” I murmured, moved away and looked down at Billie. He tipped his head down and his eyes caught mine. I wasn’t looking forward to it and that was one of the many reasons. I’d only ever been in public with him this once. His neck twisted, his eyes leaving the hostess who was staring at him like she wanted to pounce which was probably how most women stared at him (including me). I got as close to him as I dared, went up on my toes and with my mouth near his ear I whispered, “Can you do me a favor and look after Billie while I take Billy outside for a chat?” Mitch was standing at the hostess station. They said fifteen minutes and I had to ask. I really didn’t want to have to ask but there was a waiting list at Lola’s. Then he crossed his arms on his chest, turned his glare in Mitch’s direction and grunted, “Yeah.”
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