A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 164

"Hey man, I just landed in California," Bailey said, giggling into her phone as she waited for her girlfriend.

"Oh, that's great," her brother, Logan, replied. "How was the journey? Have you seen Mom?"

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She strained her neck, scanning the airport. Aaliyah shouldn't be hard to spot, she was supposed to arrive with her parents.

"Not yet," Bailey replied. "I'm still waiting for Aaliyah. We're having dinner at her parents' house first, then I'll go see Mom.

"Oh, cool," Logan said. "When you get there, let me know so Alice and I can talk to her."

“Alright, man. Talk to you later. Say hi to Alice."

"Bye," Logan said, ending the call.

Bailey tucked her phone into the pocket of her baggy pants. She had been at the arrivals terminal for over forty minutes now, waiting to be picked up.

The last time she called Aaliyah, she said she was close and that had been fifteen minutes ago.

Glancing at her wristwatch, Bailey sighed, "You better have a good reason for being late," she muttered, her eyes darting across the crowd.

She had no idea what car Aaliyah would be driving, so she gave up trying to guess. Just then, her eyes landed on a small flower shop across the road.

A smile spread on her lips as she set her bags against the wall. Nobody would steal her luggage; she was just stepping across the street and she had a Glock. Not that she would use it unless absolutely necessary, but still.

"Hey, how much for this?" she asked the vendor, pointing to a small bouquet of

roses.

"Thirty dollars," the seller smiled.

Perfect. Just exactly what she had left. She took the money from her backpack and handed it over. "Thank you."

The vendor nodded and packed the bouquet. Moments later, Bailey returned to her spot, flowers in hand, her luggage untouched.

San Francisco.

It felt good to be back home. It wasn't exactly home, but she and Logan had spent most of their childhood here. After their father died and their mother threw herself into work, accepting the transfer to Colombia just made sense.

Though she flew in now and then-which was how she had met Aaliyah-she had never thought of San Francisco as permanent.

Except now it was different. She would be here for at least three months. Maybe less, if by some miracle she solved the case faster.

Not that she wasn't happy being back, her mother was here, her girlfriend was here. She was just going to miss Colombia

more.

Her mind drifted to Aaliyah and her stomach churned. Was Aaliyah going to come? How would she react when she met her

parents?

Meeting the parents meant stability, next-level shit. Not that she was scared of commitment; she loved Aaliyah deeply. It was just... a lot.

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as she began to feel uncomfortable standing at the exit,

"Bai!"

in a hot black gown, Bailey fought the

they had seen each other a few weeks ago when Aaliyah flew to

a hug and a kiss like they always did in Colombia airport, Aaliyah

her arms still

sheepishly, already walking to

realization hit. Aaliyah still hadn't told

didn't you tell them?" she

she hadn't heard her, and Bailey repeated

sighed, her eyes fixed on the

jaw. "But it is. You just

said nothing, she just

hiding. When I pick you up in Colombia, I kiss you, I don't hide you. When we hang

so I could be close to you. I can't believe I

how

her annoyance dissolving into

"I'm working

been saying that for months. Why

tired of this, but I promise I'll fix

touch melted softened Bailey's breath

You know that," Aaliyah

know," Bailey replied. "I love you

briefly before Aaliyah turned

have you told your chief you

call when

on official duties, but she had managed to convince

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mission.

girl being picked up by her girlfriend and not an undercover

here," Aaliyah said in a

"Cool."

properly. Bailey got out and grabbed

even bother to help with the luggage, it

that Aaliyah was treating her like

luggage in, one of Aaliyah's neighbors

the street.

Aaliyah you have

just a friend," Aaliyah said quickly, without

lip, the pain tightening her chest as

the code.

knew the code to her girlfriend's house, yet she was still

spiral, her phone rang. She reached for it in her bag