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“This is so nice,” she said.
He was barely looking at the restaurant. He couldn’t take his gaze off Hollis. She was wearing a slinky, green dress that was perfect for her coloring. The fabric slithered over her body, and the deepVshowed off her cleavage, while the hem ended at mid-thigh, showcasing slim legs.
Gorgeous.
“Sawyer?”
She was looking at him expectantly.
“People probably tell you how beautiful you are all the time.”
“I don’t care about people. They say horrible things about me, too. They love to post pictures of me leaving the gym with no makeup, or mid-run showing off some cellulite.” She tossed her hair back.
“You’re beautiful.”
Her lips quirked. “Thank you.”
“Come on.” Just as he took her hand, his cellphone rang. He pulled it out and stilled. “It’s Vander.”
She bit her lip and nodded.
“Vander,” Sawyer said.
“Hi, Sawyer.” Vander’s tone was unhappy.
“You found something.”
“Not enough to get the full picture. My team are discreetly digging, as we don’t want to tip him off, but from what we can tell, Michael Reuben is not a nice guy. He’s got his fingers in plenty of shady dealings.”
“Not surprised,” Sawyer muttered.
“We haven’t uncovered anything on the shipments Hollis heard him mention yet, or the Russian link, but his business dealings are definitely not legal.”
Sawyer released a breath. “Okay, thanks. You’ll keep on it?”
“You know it. You just focus on Hollis.”
His hand tightened on hers, their fingers entwining. That, he had no trouble doing.
As he slid the phone away, she watched him, worry in her eyes.
“That was Vander with an update. Nothing much to report yet, but it looks like Reuben has plenty of shady business dealings.”
She glanced away, and he knew she wasn’t taking in the view.
Sawyer squeezed her fingers. “Vander will keep digging. I’m going to keep you safe.”
“Thanks, Sawyer.”
“For tonight, I want you to not think of it. Just enjoy the good food and good company.”
She pasted on a smile, but he could tell it wasn’t real. He’d get her there. He’d make it his goal for the night.
He pulled her inside.
“Welcome, Sawyer,” the young, handsome host said, with a smile. “The Makana family said you were joining them.”
“Thanks, Luke.” Sawyer ignored the starstruck look the young man shot at Hollis.