Sinfully Yours, Sir (Doms of Decadence 4)
“It’s Gaelic for darling or dearest.”
“Gaelic?”
“My parents were Irish. They moved to the U.S. before I was born, but they often used Gaelic endearments for each other.” He glanced over at her. “Why don’t you try to get some sleep?”
She snorted. “I don’t think that’s happening. Especially with the way my ass is throbbing.”
He winced, realizing how hard this trip was going to be on her. “I should have grabbed a cushion for you.” How could he have forgotten she’d be tender?
“Shh,” she told him. “Not everything is your responsibility, Dylan. I’ll be fine.”
She’d be better than fine. He’d make sure of it.
Chapter Four
About forty minutes into their journey, Dylan’s phone rang. He peered down at Tilly, who was slumped against him, but she didn’t stir. Poor thing had fallen asleep as soon as they’d left the city.
He answered the call. “Hello?”
“Dylan.” Rogan’s cold voice was calm. “You need me?”
“Yes. I’m sorry to call out of the blue like this.”
“Don’t be,” Rogan replied. “What do you need?”
Dylan quietly explained the situation.
Rogan was silent for a long moment. “You’re on your way here?”
“Yep.” Dylan checked the time. “We’ll be there in forty-five. I know I’m asking a lot—”
“You want my help finding the girl.”
“Yes. It’s been a long time since I was in San Antonio. I don’t know who’s who anymore.”
“And I do,” Rogan said dryly.
Dylan winced. “If you can’t help, I understand.”
Rogan grunted. “I have some contacts. If we do this quietly it shouldn’t be a problem.”
“I don’t want to cause issues for you.” Rogan was the boss of the Cavan gang. If anyone could help them, it was him.
“The Vipers aren’t going to go to war with us over a drug whore.”
Dylan grimaced at that description of Tilly’s friend.
“You must care about this girl.”
Dylan glanced over at Tilly. “Yes. A lot.”
“I’ll start looking into it. Come to my house.” He quickly rattled off an address.
“We’ll be there soon.”
Old memories threatened to unravel his control, but he clawed it back. He needed all his concentration focused on the job at hand.
He couldn’t stand to see Tilly look so afraid. He would do anything to wipe that fear from her face.