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didn’t say a
word. She glanced at Padma, then wiped her mouth with a napkin. Her
appetite had vanished, and though she wasn’t looking at Dilvan, she
could feel his intense stares beaming against her face from across
the table.
    “So what shoot are you
doing tomorrow?” Padma asked solely with the purpose of taking his
attention away from Gabrielle.
    “Casual attire for Ross
& Company.”
    “Where are you staying,
son?”
    “Here. Eleventh
floor.”
    “Oh.”
    “The shoot is only three
blocks away so I figured this would be the best hotel to lay my
head.”
Gabrielle frowned. This
was no coincidence. Dilvan was slick, coming here without telling
anyone, finding out what hotel they were staying at and that their
rooms were on the eleventh floor. Then he booked the same hotel,
made sure his room was also on the eleventh floor and invited
himself to dinner.
    “And, Mother, I’ll have
you know that Heshan reached out to me...said we should meet to
discuss things, so I’m looking forward to repairing my relationship
with my brothers. You were right. It’s long overdue.”
    “That’s excellent news,
Dilvan. Hey, are you eating, or—”
    “No. I already ate...had
some edamame. I was actually sitting over there in the corner, on
the phone with my manager when I saw three beautiful ladies walk
in.”
Padma smiled.
Lalita
smirked.
Gabrielle rolled her
eyes.
    “We didn’t see you at
all,” Lalita said.
    “Yeah, it’s a big place,”
Dilvan said. He looked at Gabrielle with more intense stares. If
his goal was to make her uncomfortable, he’d accomplished that and
then some.
No matter how tough
Gabrielle tried to be around him, there was always that feeling of
power and control he once had over her coming to the surface yet
again. And then she could no longer handle the negative energy that
came with his presence.
Gabrielle stood up and
said, “Padma I’m going to go up to the room.” She stuck her hand in
the front pocket of her pants and pulled out a twenty dollar
bill.
    “Oh, no, honey,” Padma
said. “I got the food.”
    “No,” Dilvan spoke up. “I
got the food.”
    “Okay, well, I’m heading
up. Thanks for dinner, Dilvan.”
He smiled. Just the sound
of her saying his name made him want her. “My pleasure,” he
responded then watched her walk away until she was no longer in
sight.
Lalita left a few minutes
after Gabrielle did.
Now that they were at the
table alone, Padma turned to Dilvan and asked, “Why are you
bothering her?”
    “Bothering
who?”
    “Oh, come on, Dilvan.
Don’t play dumb. Now why are you bothering her?”
    “I’m not...I—”
    “You are. Are you trying
to insult my intelligence, son?”
    “Mother, I—”
    “First, you tell me you
weren’t going to do the shoot, then you suddenly change your mind,
end up at this hotel and on the eleventh floor...is that why you came here?
You found out she was coming?”
    “Mother, I’m not here to
stalk Gabrielle if that’s what you’re implying.”
    “Then leave her alone. You
put her through enough, don’t you think?”
Dilvan sighed. “I’ve
apologized to her, to you and to the family for that, but somehow,
you can’t seem to forget it.”
    “ I can’t seem to forget it? I’m more
worried about Gabrielle than I am about myself. Do you think she’s
over what you did to her?”
Dilvan shrugged. “Don’t
know. I haven’t had a chance to have a real sit-down with
her.”
    “You haven’t, because if I
recall correctly, she went to Hatteras Island with you before she
and Tyson were married. You mean to tell me you didn’t have a
chance to talk to her then?”
Dilvan sighed, wondering
how his family knew all of his business. He couldn’t recall telling
his mother about taking Gabrielle to Hatteras Island. That was back
before she married Tyson. He thought the time alone might win her
back. But Gabrielle had already fallen in love with Tyson, and
nothing Dilvan said would change her mind.
    “Actually, no, I