Dean-
We all showered and got dressed for tonight. Lucia was wearing shorts and a black tank top. Her hair in a ponytail and converse.
"Roman", she said.
Roman looked up at her, smile on his face.
"Have you heard anything on my dad?", she asked.
"Sorry kiddo, but to ease your nerves I'll have Dean call", he said.
He gave me a nod and I went to my room and dialed. I had to record her conversation with him.
"Hello", Kane answered.
"Hey, its Ambrose", I said.
"Hey, what's wrong? Did something happen to Lucia?", he quickly asked.
"No nothing like that. She wants to hear his voice, she's worried", I said, rubbing my neck.
"Okay, let me check if he's available", Kane said.
I went out into the hall and gave a nod to Lucia. She walked into my room and sat on my bed.
"They're checking if he can talk", I said.
She nodded.
"Hey, this is Randy. Let me talk to her", he said.
I handed her my phone.
Lucia-
Taking the phone from Dean.
"Hello", I said.
"Lucy, he's fine I promise. He can't talk now, but I'll make sure he calls you", Randy said.
"When can I come home?", I asked.
He sighed.
"Soon, I promise", he said.
"Okay", I sighed.
"Let me talk to Ambrose", he said.
I handed Dean his phone back.
Dean-
"This is Ambrose", I said, once I took back the phone.
"Hey, keep her busy. Don't let her think about her dad, figure something out", he said.
"Got it", I said.
Hanging up. I saw her playing with her hands. Putting my finger under her chin, I lifted her face up to look at me.
"He's fine. We can try calling back later", I said.
She shook her head no.
"What's the point? He won't call back and even if we did call, he won't take it", she seemed sad.
My hands went to hers in her lap and I bent down a little.
"Your dad loves you. He's trying to keep you safe darlin", I said.
"Fun fact, I have never spent a birthday with my dad. He always does this, sometimes I think there is no meetings. He just doesn't want to spend time with me", she gave me a small smile.
My hand went to her cheek. My thumb rubbing it softly.
"That's not true", I said.
Realizing how much affection I was showing, I pulled my hand away and stood. Bury those feelings Jon. Down deep, bury them, I mentally told myself. I cleared my throat.
"We should get going", I said.
She nodded. She got up and I followed her out.
"Snow White's ready", I said.
"Copy", I heard Seth and Roman say.
She stopped in front of me. Her eyes meeting mine.
"Lucia", she corrected.
"Sorry I forgot, Lucia", I smirked.
"I'm sorry. About ignoring you, I'm kinda glad you stopped me. Randy and the others would have let me do it", she said.
"Don't ever ignore me again. I hated it", I whispered.
"I won't", she said.
I smiled.
"Now let's go", I said.
I grabbed her hips and spun her around. She giggled and continued walking. We all got in the elevator. Getting to the lobby, Seth went to get the car. Roman took his place by the doors. I was next to her.
"Hey Lucia", the guy from the club waved.
Lucia looked confused. She glanced at me.
"That's the guy you almost slept with", I mumbled.
Roman moved fast and stopped the guy. Pinning him down on the table face first.
"He's ugly, thanks for stopping me", she whispered back.
I chuckled. The hotel manager came over to us when he saw Roman.
"Is everything okay? Miss Lucia", the manger realized whose daughter she was.
"Fine just, um", she didn't know what to say.
"Keep him out of this hotel. He's been following her since yesterday", I said.
The manager nodded.
"Of course sir", he said.
"Snow White's carriage is here", Seth said in my ear.
"On our way", I replied.
I gripped Lucia's shoulders and escorted her out. Roman followed a few minutes after.
"That guy was creepy", she said, once in the car.
"Says the girl who was going to sleep with him", Seth said.
Roman chuckled.
"In my defense, I was looking at him through, what is it you call it?", she asked.
"Beer goggles", I said.
"Yes that's it", she said.
We laughed. Her laugh was sweet and her smile made my heart beat fast. Bury those feelings Jon. Stop letting them come up. You can't fall for your target. I mentally slapped myself.