Chapter Nine
Kylie
Mid-afternoon found Kylie looking through her closet, trying to decide on what she wanted to wear. It didn’t make any sense, when she thought about it. They were just going to dinner, a casual dinner, and yet she couldn’t come to a solid decision. A growl of frustration slipped from her. This was freaking stupid. She just needed to grab something and get dressed. A frustrated growl escaped her and, in desperation, she went in search of Emelise. She found the other woman in the kitchen fixing Hailey a snack.
“Hey, Eme, do you have a minute, once you finish making Hailey’s snack?” Kylie chewed worriedly on her bottom lip.
“Sure. Is everything okay?”
Kylie sighed. “Not really. I can’t figure out what I want to wear to dinner this evening.”
“Want some help?”
“Would you mind?”
Emelise rolled her eyes at her. “I wouldn’t have offered if I minded.” She finished what she was doing and followed Kylie to the guest cottage and the bedroom she was using. “So, what did Remy tell you about the date? Fancy or casual?”
“He said it’s casual.”
“Okay. We can definitely work with your new wardrobe.” Emelise looked through Kylie’s closet before she pulled out an ankle-length skirt in deep purple. A few more minutes and she had a pale lilac peasant’s top. “Oh, this would be gorgeous with that skirt. I have a pair of sandals that you could wear with it. I think we wear the same size.”
Kylie tipped her head at the shirt Emelise held in her hand. It was a thin muslin top in pale lilac and it had a beaded neckline and billowy sleeves. The thin material would keep her from getting too hot in the Louisiana heat. “I wouldn’t have thought to pair it with the skirt.” She took the outfit from her, went into the bathroom to change, and then came back out for Emelise’s opinion.
“Oh, perfect. Let me get those sandals. What are you going to do with your hair?”
“I was thinking of putting it in a french braid. I figure it would be cooler that way.”
“I have a pair of hair clips that would go great with your outfit. You could do the braid and wear the clips to just add some flair to the hairdo.”
“Sure. Why not?” Kylie was trying to quell the nervousness she felt. It had been so long since she’d been on a date. She was worried she was going to embarrass herself.
No sooner was she dressed and Remy was at the front door. Kylie heard him enter when Caine answered the knock.
“I don’t need to tell you to tread carefully, do I?”
Kylie arched a brow at Caine’s words. Had Emelise told him what she’d shared with her about Ezra?
“Of course not. I’d cut off my own arm before I did someting to hurt or upset my mate.”
Remy’s response made her shiver. He sounded…sincere. ‘Please let him be genuine,’she silently prayed before she made her way to the living room.
Remy’s attention was pulled toward the hallway when he heard the light steps coming down the hall. His gaze raked over Kylie before he smiled. “You look beautiful, Kitten.”
Kylie felt her cheeks warm at the compliment. “Thank you.”
“You kids have fun, now. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,” Emelise said and wagged her brows at them.
Kylie just shook her head. Emelise was something else. “You look really good, too,” she finally said as Remy was escorting her out to his boat. He had on a pair of black jeans that hugged his body and made her mouth water a little. He’d paired them with a light gray button-down shirt that had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. “So, where are we going for dinner?”
“Thanks, cher.” He helped her into the boat then winked at her. “You’ll see. It’s a surprise.”
Kylie felt a little nervous not knowing where they were going but she tried to calm down and remind herself that Remy wasn’t Ezra. He wasn’t going to hurt her. God, she hoped she wasn’t wrong.
Remy
Remy couldn’t remember the last time he’d been anxious about a date. When he woke up that morning, all he could think about was how much he wanted Kylie to feel relaxed in his company. He’d debated long and hard about where they were going to go for their date and then he’d enlisted his brother’s help.
There was a piece of land outside the city that belonged to a friend of theirs. It was still undeveloped because the guy couldn’t figure out what he wanted to do with it. Five years ago, Gage had enlisted Remy’s help to set up a romantic rendezvous for him and Mia, complete with dinner. Today, Remy was doing the same thing. The only difference was, he wasn’t proposing during the meal.
