“We’ll see you back at the house, Kylie. The door isn’t locked so you won’t have to wait for us to get home,” Emelise told her. “ I know, I know, any other place we would be asking to be robbed but not at the compound.”
“Yeah, you would,” Kylie agreed. She bit her lip a moment before she continued. “Okay.” Kylie turned to Remy and tried to control the nervousness she felt.
“Shall we, den?” Remy offered his arm to her.
Kylie gave him an odd look. She hoped she wasn't making a huge mistake trusting him. After taking a deep breath to calm her nerves, she took his arm and let him lead her out of there. This was dangerous. So dangerous. She didn’t know why she trusted him to not hurt her when she knew that a monster could easily be hiding behind his smile.
Kylie was quiet until they reached the docks at the compound. “Why, exactly, did you step in when that drunk grabbed my wrist? I mean, like I said before, no one else stepped in, so why did you?”
“He didn’t have any business puttin’ his hands on you, cher. He stepped over a line.”
“So, that’s it? Because he stepped over a line?” God, it would be so easy to believe he really was a good guy. She pushed the thought away.
“Why is dat so hard for you to believe?”
Kylie shrugged. “Experience.” They’d reached Caine and Emelise’s house and she approached the steps. “Thank you for the ride, Remy. And thank you again for stepping in earlier. I might not understand why you did it but that doesn’t mean I don’t appreciate it.”
“Like I said, no’ting to thank me for, cher. Have a good night,” he told her and headed to his own home.
Kylie watched him go before she went inside, took a quick shower, and crawled into bed. She wasn’t entirely sure what to make of Remy Delacroix.
