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19- Spies and stalkers

I really hope they don't decide to stay for dessert. I expect Bellamy to pull out his phone and answer messages or scroll through Facebook or something, anything. But he doesn't. His eyes are still on the restaurant but the way he's angled himself in his seat, towards me, at least as much as one can while in a car. Does he want to talk?

“Sooo....” I search for a conversation topic. His eyes dart to my face, then back to the restaurant.

“Why isn't Darrien here? Isn't he Megan's guard?” A look of irritation flashes across Bellamy's face.

“Sending him along would be implying that Tristan can't protect his fiancee. It's like a slap in the face. Megan would never allow it.” I frown.

“I don't get it, shouldn't Tristan be grateful. A guard is just extra security right?” Bellamy shakes his head.

“Definitely not. It would be like if you insisted a guard come with you while you're out here with me. I can assure you that I would not be grateful.” I sigh. Then mentally freak out a moment. Is he i
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