“I’m just the loveable type,” she said. Then she hugged him tightly and whispered. “I know you love her. All you have to do is tell her.”
He nodded then grabbed his coat and headed out to his car.
Tell her I love her?Those were mighty powerful words. Something he’d never told a woman before. Then again a woman’s tears never affected him either. Nor did the thought of any of them being mad and never seeing her again. But each of these things ate at him on the inside when it came to Kollette. If this was love, it sure came with its share of pain. But if she loved him too, then he wouldn’t care if he had to walk through fire. It’d all be worth it, because he also never felt so good as when they were together.
Once again he was going to have to find her. But this time, it was going to take something a hell of a lot more than flowers and saying sorry. He needed to not just say the words, but he had to show her as well. Two things I have no idea how to do.
As he turned onto the road, he knew he better figure it out quick. Mabel was right. He was afraid. He was afraid of losing her for good.
“Hi. I’m looking Ethan Lawson,” Kollette said. She wasn’t used to dealing with such high security. Then again, this building was massive, and quite impressive. What isn’t in New York?
“Do you have an appointment,” the security guard asked.
“No I don’t. I was hoping to surprise him,” she admitted.
The guard didn’t even crack a smile. “Miss, that’s not how things are done here. Do you have any identification on you?”
“What for?” she asked.
“I need to verify who you are before seeing if Mr. Lawson will see you.”
She never would say Clara was tough to get through again. This was ridiculous. But if she wanted to see him, she had to comply. Opening her purse, she pulled out her driver’s license and handed it to him. He passed it under a scanner of some sort, and then handed it back to her.
“I’m not a criminal,” she said.
“So I see,” he replied flatly.
He really just had me checked out.She wasn’t sure it was this tough to get into Fort Knox.
“So can I see him?” she asked, getting a bit frustrated.
“Sorry. He’s not in. I’ll let him know you stopped by.”
“Are you kidding me? You couldn’t have just told me that in the first place? I mean it would save us both a lot of time. Then again, maybe you’re bored and have nothing better to do than make people jump through hoops for nothing,” she snapped.
“Miss, is everything okay?” A man asked from behind.
She spun around and said, “Yes. He’s just…” She told herself to calm down. It wasn’t the guard’s fault that Ethan wasn’t there. “He was just doing his job.”
The man said, “Which sometimes can be annoying. Were you looking to see someone specific?”
“She wanted to see Ethan,” the guard stated.
The stranger shot him a warning look and then turned back to her. “I’m sure he informed you that Ethan isn’t here.”
“He did, thank you.”
“I’m Sal Marciano. And you are?”
“Kollette Sommers.” Sal looked her over then grinned. “Should I know you?” Because you’re looking at me like you know me.
“I don’t see the resemblance, to Connor.”
Ah. Now I see.
“He’s my step-brother. How do you know him?” she asked.
“We’ve done some work in the past.”