electricity moved straight to my core as he began to push the robe off my shoulders.
"You will be mine."
Chapter Nine
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! I slammed my hand on the snooze button to shut it off and flopped back onto my pillows. "Dammit!" Why is it when you are just getting to the good part in a sexy dream, the damn alarm clock has to go off? Well hell, I am awake now. I padded my way to the kitchen to start the coffee and saw the note Dillon had stuck to the carafe. Ty and Vivi’s plane delayed-home by lunch. My brother the laconic one. I flipped the note over and used it to make my to-do list. Pick up black wig at Frank’s, steam the linen blouse, text Olivia before she kills me.
This was going to be a night to remember, and the last thing I needed to do was forget a part of my costume. Tonight was the annual Keenan’s Halloween Bash, and everyone in a five-mile radius of the bar would be in attendance. It was the second most popular night of the year; both levels of the bar would be packed. In fact, I was fairly certain we had overbooked the VIP section, and that alone could be interesting, but I knew Adaira would handle any issues. She had a way with people; they never seemed to get upset when she told them they had to leave or move to another area. I guess that’s why Dillon called her the second best decision he ever made.
The knock at the door startled me, but I walked quickly to answer it, assuming it was Olivia wanting to kick my ass for not returning any of her fifteen texts. I swung the door open wide. "I am so sorry, I didn’t..."
"Kylah? My name is Syd. Dillon sent me to watch over you today."
"Um…okay. You are not Olivia." I stood there in the doorway with a puzzled look on my face.
"Dillon didn’t tell you I was coming, did he?"
"No, he neglected to mention you in his post-it note, but feel free to come in."
"He said you’d know I was cool if I brought these." He gave a warm smile as he held up a coffee in one hand and a brown bag in the other. "H&H bagels and your favorite coffee. Dillon told me exactly what to get."
I returned the smile and gestured for him to come in. "Thank you, that was very kind."
"Don't thank me, thank your brother." He winked as he headed for the kitchen to set down the coffee and bagels.
"Have you been here before?" I watched as he grabbed one of the plates out of the cabinet and a knife from the drawer and set it next to the bagel. "You seem awfully comfortable here."
"Oh, sorry. Yes, I have been here a few times, but you must have been at work." He scooted the plate and the bag closer to me, flashing a playful grin.
"Did you have anything you wanted to do today?" He bowed then looked up and winked, "I’m at your service."
I took a sip of the pumpkin spice latte and sat down on the barstool. "Are you always this much of a charmer?"
"Usually, but I am laying it on a little thick for you." His smile was warm enough to melt even the most hardened cynics.
I shook my head and returned his grin as I smeared the cream cheese on both sides of the cinnamon raisin bagel. "If you are to be my personal bodyguard for the day, I guess I'll just have to suffer through it. I do have to head across town to pick up the last accessory for my costume. You up for that?"
Syd nodded. "I’m up for whatever you need to do today, Kylah."
"Okay then, but no comments from the peanut gallery about where we are headed." I gave him a huge Cheshire grin. "It shouldn't take me long to get ready. Can you give me about five?" I looked down at my jammies, robe, and footie slippers. "Umm, better make that ten."
"I can give you as long as you need. I’m here for you all day. In fact, Dillon was hoping you would allow me to escort you tonight to the Halloween Bash." He chuckled as he leaned back against the cabinets. "He said you were going to roll your eyes at me, but I'm serious. Will you be my date tonight?"
"I don’t need a personal bodyguard to go to a party at our family