Page 30 of The Tycoon

Chapter8

They arrived at the restaurant in about fifteen minutes.

“Sean, why don’t you park the car and then join us for dinner?You must be hungry.”

“I am.”Sean used the fob and locked the car.

Cole placed his hand on her back again and guided her inside.

Now wasn’t the time to remind him she was his bodyguard, not his date, but she realized he was just being courteous.And Sean was joining them, so it was sort of a working dinner.Though every meal was a working meal.

When Sean returned, the hostess led them toward a booth.

“May we have a table, please, not a booth,” said Regan.A booth is too hard to get out of should something happen.

“Certainly.”She showed them to the nearest four-top table.

After they were seated, the hostess gave them each a menu.

Regan perused the menu.When the server came, she ordered the ribeye, baked potato with the works, and salad with bleu cheese.

Cole chose the porterhouse, with the same sides.

Sean ordered the same thing as Cole.

They had iced tea all around.

“So,” began Cole.“What do you think of the events of tonight?”

She pointed at Cole.“I think you’ll have to be even more careful in the future.Until we can put an end to the threat, they will keep coming at you.I saw that in Jerry’s eyes at the play.He really wanted you dead.”

Cole ran his hand behind his neck.“I don’t even know what happened.It was an accident, that’s all I know.Which is why we’re flying to the platform tomorrow, and we’re staying until I can figure this out, or they can tell me what went wrong.Hopefully, it will be a quick trip.”

Regan nodded.“I agree.We need to do this.”

The server brought their meals, and it was quiet while they dug into their food.

“This is fantastic.”Regan took another bite, chewed, and swallowed.The steak was charred to perfection on the outside and still juicy and red in the center.“I have to admit it’s the best steak I’ve ever had.”

Cole grinned.“I knew you would like it as soon as Sean mentioned it.I’ve never met a woman with an appetite like yours.”

“I normally workout about two hours a day so I can stay in shape.I won’t be exercising as much as your bodyguard, unless you decide to work out with me.”

Cole swallowed before speaking.“That can probably be arranged, but not for two hours.An hour a day is usually my limit.”

“That’ll work.I have a routine that will keep us both in top shape.”

“Sounds good.”

Sean looked at Cole.“Are you going back to the apartment after dinner, or should I take you clubbing?”

Regan lifted her eyebrows and turned her gaze toward Cole.“Clubbing?”

His ears turned pink, though it was hard to see in the lighting.“We’ll be going back to the apartment.”

“Okay.”Sean returned to his meal.

She never pictured him as the sort to frequent nightclubs.“You actually go clubbing?Really?”