He quietly left the room and returned to the living room where Kate was waiting for him. ‘Is she all right?’ whispered Kate, almost as if she wer... afraid of breaking the silence. Dillon nodded and plopped down on the couch. ‘I don’t know what to say. I … she told me some of it…. before. It’s just hard to take in.’ Kate patted his hand and smiled. ‘I’m going to go make dinner, you go ahead and take all the time you need to think things over.’ As Kate left the room, Dillon leaned back and. "Honey, what's going on?". I had to think fast, an activity that hasn't been working too well for me lately. "Uhh, I got sick. At work. They sent me home. I fell asleep.". " Is there anything I can do for you?". "Uhh, no, I'll... I'll... I'll be okay. I feel better now.". I damn well better be okay. I can't tell him the truth.I managed to get through the evening without shaking too much. I was still shook up in the morning, but not quite as bad. I showed up for my shift at noon, not. No one has ever affected my mind, body, and soul like this man.The hard knock on the door causes me to jump. I inhale deeply and open it, keeping my body hidden behind the door, with my face peeking around at him. He pushes his way inside and shuts the door behind him. Oh goodness.I look up at his much larger frame, trying to breathe. To say he has a dominating, intimidating presence is a huge understatement. His deep voice affects me. His chiseled strong jaw disarms me. Lustful dark eyes. "Yeah, you shouldn't be home alone when you're already past due. If you really want to go home, I could drive you and hang out, though."Marie's eyes brightened. "Could you?" Well, yeah. I mean, I'm just watching everybody else get drunk. I can only win at horseshoes so many times."Marie turned back to Samantha. "Would that be okay with you?"His sister looked off-balance at the sudden turn of events. "Well, I suppose. All he would have to do is get your bag and help you to the car if you go into.