Dylan: Brotherhood Protectors World by Regan Black & Brotherhood Protectors World

Author:Regan Black & Brotherhood Protectors World [Black, Regan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Twisted Page Press LLC
Published: 2018-11-19T16:00:00+00:00

Dylan got to his feet, belatedly remembering his manners. He closed his computer with a snap and shoved it back into the bag along with the hate mail from the book.

“You look stunning.”

She scowled at him and her chin came up as if she was ready to deflect an insult.

What the hell was a man supposed to say when a woman walked in looking like that? The black dress hugged her curves, stopping just above her knees. Her hair was up, but she’d done it differently, and the effect was softer with a few loose curls framing her face. The black heels were sexy as hell, but the pearls gave off a classy, good-girl vibe.

“I’m ready,” he said. For anything, he thought with a great deal of regret, helping her into her coat. Whatever fragrance she’d applied was feminine but understated and nothing like her stepmother’s power scent. He decided the original Mrs. Clayton had influenced Jana more than Camille. Did she realize that?

As they drove away from her neighborhood, he couldn’t believe he was delivering Jana to a date with another man. She wasn’t his, wouldn’t want to be his, but his unexpected spike of jealousy was real enough.

“What will you do about dinner?” she asked, fidgeting with her small, sparkling purse.

“I’ll work. I grabbed a frozen dinner while you were dressing.” He kept his eyes on the road when they wanted to wander over her again. “Claudia’s blocked out time for me, us, your case tonight.” Good grief. Horny teenagers on first dates didn’t get more flustered than he felt right now. He didn’t know what it was about her, but if he got distracted, she could get hurt. He checked the mirrors for motorcycles or other aggressive activity and pulled himself together. “If there’s any connection between the hate mail and the people who were closest to your dad, we’ll find it.”

“Hmm.”

“Have you thought of something new?”

“No.” He caught her drumming her fingers on her bare knee. “It’s just a challenge labeling suspects knowing you’re right about who had access to the study.”

A terrible thought occurred to him. One he should’ve had hours ago. “Does Gregory have a motive?”

Her fingers went still and she turned toward him, but she didn’t immediately defend the man. Dylan counted it progress. He knew what she was going through, having been blinded and betrayed so completely by a woman he’d loved.

“I can’t think of a valid motive for Gregory to want to harm Dad. He did have insider access,” she admitted, “but Dad’s support increased his very slim chances of marrying me which makes me think he would have wanted Dad around.”

Dylan pulled the truck into the line for the valet at the restaurant. “I thought you refused him.”

She reached up, checking her earring. “Honestly, the idea of becoming Mrs. Gregory Atkins makes me cringe. I wanted to marry for love like my parents, but I’ve learned not everyone is lucky enough to find someone both appropriate and lovable.”

Appropriate. The valet opened her door on that shocking statement.

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