Dylan’s POV
I was done playing her games. Done waiting for her to admit what we both knew was still there. So once again, I took control.
She had no idea I’d been tracking her brother for weeks, well, if she did, she'd definitely freak out and get pissed at me.
I hired a private investigator the second I found out through my secretary that we would have to come home. Through the guy I hired, I memorized Michael’s habits, the places he visited, the people he saw, when he went to and came back from work, and the times he was alone. Eventually, I got the perfect opportunity to meet him with Mia.
A dinner reservation at a restaurant.
That’s where I'd staged the coincidence. That’s where I decided to finally confront them both.
It was sneaky. Bold. Maybe even insane. But I was way past
