try Dante, but you need to give me space. I don't do well when I'm boxed in. I've got a back story too. I can see that we all do. There are issues that need to be addressed. My primary concern will always be my sister. Give me room to think this out."
God knew that I could understand all of that, especially his devotion to Leah. If I were in his shoes, my concern would have been for my sisters. Continuing with him into Sabrina's domain, I stopped to introduce him to the girls.
"This is my wife Sabrina and her sister Brooke. Brooke is engaged to Damien. And this beautiful girl here is my sister Delilah. She's engaged to Spencer. Her twin sister, Dominique, was here when you came in, but I see she's wandered off somewhere. I hope to introduce her to you sometime."
I floundered for a minute, wondering how to say goodbye. Right then, Sabrina stepped beside me and wrapped her arm around my waist before handing a piece of paper to Dillon.
"This is Dante, Damien and Spencer's contact information. All of their cell phones, home phones and email addresses are there. We're all hoping to see a lot more of you, and Leah as well. We do family dinners at our home most Sunday's, and you've both got open invitations."
My wife was a force to be reckoned with, and I beamed down at her with pride. When I looked back at Dillon, he was smiling. The first really genuine smile I'd seen since he arrived.
"I can see why Dante married you. You suit each other perfectly."
We all laughed at that, and it was a good note for Dillon to leave on. Bidding us all goodbye, he left the office.
The four of us wandered into my office to discuss what had happened during the meeting with Damien and Spencer. Brooke immediately went and curled up in Damien's lap, whispering in his ear, while Delilah curled up in her nook in Spencer's arms. After Sabrina took her spot in my lap I asked where Dominique had gone.
Delilah frowned at that as she shook her head. "I don't know, but something is going on with her. She's been really sketch for the last few days."
Before anything else could be said, Dominique came into the office looking flustered. "Sorry, had to run to my office to check my email. I ran into Dillon in the hallway and introduced myself. He looked overwhelmed."
That quickly, my anxiety about Dillon became my anxiety about Dominique. Delilah was right, she was upset about something.
"Dominique, what's wrong sweetheart?"
Frowning at me, she shook her head. "Please, don't start worrying about me. Right now I'm concerned about you. Let's focus on that."
Dammit, I knew my sister, and as I'd learned over the last few months, that stubborn girl could withhold information like no one's business. I needed to back off and figure out another way to ascertain what was going on with her. Giving her a grim nod, I took the conversation back to Dillon.
Chapter Ten
It had been a hell of a day, and now I could only wait for Dillon or Leah (I hoped for both) to get in contact. After dinner and a movie, Sabrina and I were relaxing in the hot tub. As usual, I had her as close to me as was humanly possible. Hands clasped together, we were reclining as we stared at the stars and talked.
"Do you think he'll call? " I asked.
Squeezing my hand, she turned and kissed my shoulder. "Yes baby. I believe he will call. In fact, I know he will. If for no other reason than the fact that he will think he owes it to his sister to let you meet her, he's going to call. I know this because it's exactly what you would do."
That made me chuckle. "After talking to him for just that short amount of time, I can see what you mean. He definitely reminds me of me, Damien and Spencer. He seems a bit harder than us though."
Sighing, Sabrina nodded her head. "I can see that, too. Keep in mind that he and Leah had to make it from nothing. They're what you all would be like if Aunt Sandra
God knew that I could understand all of that, especially his devotion to Leah. If I were in his shoes, my concern would have been for my sisters. Continuing with him into Sabrina's domain, I stopped to introduce him to the girls.
"This is my wife Sabrina and her sister Brooke. Brooke is engaged to Damien. And this beautiful girl here is my sister Delilah. She's engaged to Spencer. Her twin sister, Dominique, was here when you came in, but I see she's wandered off somewhere. I hope to introduce her to you sometime."
I floundered for a minute, wondering how to say goodbye. Right then, Sabrina stepped beside me and wrapped her arm around my waist before handing a piece of paper to Dillon.
"This is Dante, Damien and Spencer's contact information. All of their cell phones, home phones and email addresses are there. We're all hoping to see a lot more of you, and Leah as well. We do family dinners at our home most Sunday's, and you've both got open invitations."
My wife was a force to be reckoned with, and I beamed down at her with pride. When I looked back at Dillon, he was smiling. The first really genuine smile I'd seen since he arrived.
"I can see why Dante married you. You suit each other perfectly."
We all laughed at that, and it was a good note for Dillon to leave on. Bidding us all goodbye, he left the office.
The four of us wandered into my office to discuss what had happened during the meeting with Damien and Spencer. Brooke immediately went and curled up in Damien's lap, whispering in his ear, while Delilah curled up in her nook in Spencer's arms. After Sabrina took her spot in my lap I asked where Dominique had gone.
Delilah frowned at that as she shook her head. "I don't know, but something is going on with her. She's been really sketch for the last few days."
Before anything else could be said, Dominique came into the office looking flustered. "Sorry, had to run to my office to check my email. I ran into Dillon in the hallway and introduced myself. He looked overwhelmed."
That quickly, my anxiety about Dillon became my anxiety about Dominique. Delilah was right, she was upset about something.
"Dominique, what's wrong sweetheart?"
Frowning at me, she shook her head. "Please, don't start worrying about me. Right now I'm concerned about you. Let's focus on that."
Dammit, I knew my sister, and as I'd learned over the last few months, that stubborn girl could withhold information like no one's business. I needed to back off and figure out another way to ascertain what was going on with her. Giving her a grim nod, I took the conversation back to Dillon.
Chapter Ten
It had been a hell of a day, and now I could only wait for Dillon or Leah (I hoped for both) to get in contact. After dinner and a movie, Sabrina and I were relaxing in the hot tub. As usual, I had her as close to me as was humanly possible. Hands clasped together, we were reclining as we stared at the stars and talked.
"Do you think he'll call? " I asked.
Squeezing my hand, she turned and kissed my shoulder. "Yes baby. I believe he will call. In fact, I know he will. If for no other reason than the fact that he will think he owes it to his sister to let you meet her, he's going to call. I know this because it's exactly what you would do."
That made me chuckle. "After talking to him for just that short amount of time, I can see what you mean. He definitely reminds me of me, Damien and Spencer. He seems a bit harder than us though."
Sighing, Sabrina nodded her head. "I can see that, too. Keep in mind that he and Leah had to make it from nothing. They're what you all would be like if Aunt Sandra
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