Free Zoe & Dylan: The Sons of Dusty Walker by Jodi Redford Page B

companion for the last five days. They’d been inseparable during that whole time. Well, as much as they could be between her work and his trips to Smithsville. Despite that, he couldn’t shake this feeling that something wasn’t entirely right.
    Yeah, Zoe had insisted that everything was fine between them. They’d even been having sex every day, and the lovin’ they shared was hotter than ever. Likely that was due to a little desperation on his part. He wasn’t against playing dirty—in bed and out—to ensure she never left him. If that meant keeping her satisfied with more orgasms than she knew what to do with, he was more than up for the challenge. And he sure as hell wasn’t complain’.
    His father’s private jet began its decent and Dylan knuckled the armrests. He’d never been one for flying. But the sooner he touched down in Vegas, got this concert over with, and then headed back home to Zoe and Hunter, the better he and his nerves would be. He just hoped Luke had that damn limo waiting at the airport like he’d promised.
    They touched down onto the runway and Dylan held his breath until the plane successfully slowed to a less teeth-jarring crawl. A moment later they taxied toward the small terminal where he would disembark and catch his ride to the MGM.
    Relief swept him when he spotted the limo. Making a mental note to repay Luke for the favor by not busting his chops for the rest of the day, Dylan unclicked his seatbelt.
    Less than five minutes later, he tipped his Stetson onto his head and loped down the deplaning ramp to the waiting limo. Sending a nod in greeting to the driver, he slid onto the backseat.  He blinked in surprise as his gaze fell on the passenger sitting across from him. “Ma.”
    Georgianna grinned and abandoned her perch for the spot next to him. They exchanged a hug and a smooch before she patted his cheek. “You didn’t think I’d miss this, did ya?”
    He wasn’t the least bit ashamed to admit that he loved having her there. The only thing that would have made it a million times better was if Zoe and Hunter could have been there too. He disbursed the gravely emotion in his throat with a gruff cough. “Did Luke help ya set this up?”
    “He did. He’s quite a wonderful man.”
    He gaped at his ma. “Are we talkin’ about the same person?”
    She smacked his knee. “Stop that. He’s always been good to you.”
    “Would that be before or after he coldcocked me for knocking up his daughter?”
    “You probably deserved it. Besides, you would have done that same thing if you were in his shoes.”
    He pondered on that for a bit. “Yeah, I reckon ya might be right.”
    “Of course I am. I’m your mother.” She offered him another affectionate tap on his cheek. “Now tell me how my sweet daughter-in-law-to-be and grandchild are doing? I’m sorry they couldn’t be here.”
    “Yeah, me too.” He ducked his head. “They’re good.”
    Silence filled the interior of the limo. Before it became too unbearable, Georgianna reached for his hand, drawing his focus back to her. Worry etched her features. “Has something happened?”
    “No, no. Nothing like that. Just...”
    “What?”
    He swallowed thickly. “I don’t know if I made a mistake comin’ here.”
    “Why in the world would you think that?”
    He gave her the abridged chain of events leading up to his shaky departure.
    “Oh dear.”
    He stared at his mom, panic thumping in his chest. “Do you think I did the wrong thing?”
    She squeezed his hand. “It’s what she wanted you to do. So no, it wasn’t a mistake or wrong. I’m just so sorry that you’re both having to go through this. Relationships certainly aren’t a smooth journey, but the love you two share, I know you’ll be able to overcome whatever odds come your way.”
    “Thank you. It means the world to me hearing you say that. I just don’t want to screw this up. If I lose Zoe—” He choked up on her name, unable to say anything