Page 191 of Enthrall Shadows
“Back at the preserve, Reese hinted she didn’t want us to leave until we had more time to talk.”
“Did she make leaving a challenge?”
“They made the motorboat disappear.”
“You’re just now telling me this?” he snapped.
I gave a shrug. “I had the pleasure of seeing Reese’s expression when our helicopter landed.”
“She probably had no idea you could arrange an extraction for you and Lotte.”
“No.”
“We’ll discuss this later.”
“I’m perfectly capable of dealing with this,” I said calmly.
Cameron straightened his back and that served as his answer. He knew it was true but his need to protect everyone set him on high alert.
A few seconds after the elevator pinged, Jen escorted Lilly into my office.
Lilly appeared more confident than the last time she’d confronted me in the elevator.
Jen lingered close behind her, her protective nature for me apparent.
Lilly had dressed casually, wearing jeans and a Harry Styles T-shirt. She was wearing her hair in braided pigtails, which made her appear even younger.
Her style this time was more like her mother.
Cameron flinched as though seeing a ghost.
Neither of us was comfortable with the fact that there was still a woman in our orbit who’d feigned her death and had risen from the fucking ashes like a phoenix.
Consequences—why do people always believe there are none?
Lilly studied Cameron with that familiar fascination of someone who was struck by him. I imagined she’d researched us both online, but seeing Cameron up close had her enthralled.
That word revolved around him in more ways than one.
I only hoped her family hadn’t dug around for leverage.
“Cameron.” I motioned to my brother. “This is Lilly, Reese’s daughter.”
Cameron gave her a nod but didn’t say anything.
“Jen, can we have tea, please?” I motioned for Lilly to take a seat if she wanted. “Or coffee, if you prefer?”
“Tea’s great.” She came closer but didn’t sit. “May I talk with you privately, please, Mr. Cole? Henry?”
“You can talk freely,” I said.
She appeared nervous.
“My brother’s a doctor,” I added. “He’s heard it all.”
“It’s personal to my mom.” She seemed uncomfortable.
“Did she send you?” I asked coldly.
