Collide (Collide #1)(109)

"Well, I thank you for your blessings that are not needed in this case, Dad." He laughed at that. "Now let's move on to the next subject, okay?"

"Absolutely," he smiled. "So how do you feel about Dillon being gone for a few days in October?"

"He's going away? He never told me that."

"Yeah, we both are. The firm's sending us to Florida to score an account from some Japanese mogul, Takatsuki Yamamoto," he laughed, struggling to pronounce the name correctly.

A frown creased her brows. "Wait, Dillon told me he already landed that account."

"No, not yet," he shook his head. "You must have it confused with another one. We're trying to get it now."

Skimming through her memory, she was almost positive that was Dillon's reason for bailing on their date in Central Park. She remembered he'd said he was in New Jersey. However, with everything that had happened since, she started questioning herself in that moment.

The sound of Dillon clearing his throat broke through her thoughts. "May I cut in?" he asked, looking to Trevor.

Bowing gracefully, Trevor chuckled. "Go for it. I'll catch up with you two in a bit."

Trevor made his way back over to Fallon, Stephanie, and Gavin. Olivia and her girlfriend, Tina, had also joined the group.

Smiling, Dillon curled one hand around Emily's waist. "Are you having a good time?" he whispered into her hair, his free hand stroking her arm.

"It's a little overwhelming right now, but yes." He smiled and pulled her closer. "Can I ask you something, Dillon?"

"As long as it's about what positions I plan on putting you in after I slip you out of this dress tonight, sure."

She sighed. "I'm being serious, Dillon."

He laughed. "Okay, okay. What's up?"

"Why'd you tell me that you were in New Jersey the morning we were supposed to meet in Central Park?"

Cocking his head to the side, his hold on her waist tightened. "Because I was in New Jersey. That was weeks ago. Why are you asking me about this now?"

"Why are you going away to Florida in October?"

He stopped moving, his eyes narrowing on her. "Why are you answering my question with another question?"

"Because you're not answering mine," she replied without missing a beat.

He dropped his hands to his side. "Emily, just get to your f*cking point."

Taken aback by his response, she studied his demeanor for a second. "You told me you were in New Jersey that morning because some guy from Japan flew out and wanted to meet with you personally, correct?"

"Yeah, Emily, he wanted to meet with me. I met with him and gained his account for the firm. Like I said, get to the f*cking point already."

Still shocked at the way he was acting under her scrutiny, she drew in a deep breath. "My point, Dillon, is that Trevor just said you two are going away on business in a couple of weeks to meet with the exact same Japanese gentleman whom you already had claimed to have landed an account with."

Emily watched his eyes scan the room as if debating on what to say to her. Waiting for his response, she impatiently crossed her arms.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, his eyes traveled back to hers. "Okay, I lied."

"What?" she asked breathlessly, the feeling of rising bile quickly making its way into the back of her throat. "Where were you?"

Although she pulled away, he circled his arms around her and drew her near. "That was the morning..." He hesitated a second. "I was picking up the engagement ring." She parted her lips to speak, but he continued. "They thought there was a problem with the set, and I got held up there. I almost f*cking lost it, thinking that I was going to have to go somewhere else to get one."