Our man Kyle here has a little crush. But he hasn’t done anything about it.”
“Because Joel will string him up if he thinks that Kyle isn’t serious. Not to mention the two older brothers,” Dane added.
Sara gave Kyle a sympathetic smile. “You just follow your heart. If you’re following another body part, just be careful. It sounds like quite a few men have some skin in the game, so you don’t want to mislead her.”
Lance nodded in agreement. “That’s good advice.”
The table grew quiet as the men ate. “What are we doing for the Fourth of July?” Grady took Sara’s hand and smiled into her eyes. He was going to operate on the assumption that they would spend their free time together, and he hoped like hell that she would feel the same way. “We could go over to the McDades’ for a while if you want. The twins are my godchildren, so it might be fun for you to meet them.”
“That sounds great, but I promised Gladys and Agnes that I would drive them over to the center for the party. They plan on whooping it up, so they don’t want to drive.”
“Well, we can drop them off and then go to the McDades’.”
“Okay, that should work.”
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You’re going to have fun.”
“Just stay away from Nana Boo and Aunt Lolly. Those two have a dedication to meddling that can’t be denied.” Dane shook his head and shuddered. “I, for one, do not enjoy it.”
“Are they worse than Gladys and Agnes?” Grady asked.
Dane tipped back in his chair and thought about it. “No. Let’s make sure they never meet each other. No one would survive if that happened.”
“I’m looking forward to it. I haven’t been to a party in ages,” Sara said.
“The first of many,” Grady responded. First he was going to make sure that she was safe, and then he was going to take her out and make sure she had some fun. He was fairly certain that she had put her life on hold, and it was time to change that. Tomorrow would be the first step.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Monday
The rain beat against the window, and Sara snuggled under the sheet. It was early, and she saw no reason to jump out of bed and start the day. Hopefully the storm would pass through quickly, because she loved fireworks and would hate to see them canceled.
As she stretched out, she realized having Grady in her life was going to make hiding from the mob difficult. He didn’t seem like a man who was going to take a wait-and-see attitude. He was probably more of a hunt-them-down-and-wipe-them-out type. Either scenario sucked, because she had no desire to put him or herself in more danger. Pulling the sheet over her head, she tried to come up with a solution to get Grady less interested in her predicament.
The sound of her phone ringing jarred the quiet in the room. Groaning, she slid her hand out and grabbed the phone. Pulling it under the covers, she answered, “It’s too early to call.”
“Honey, I’m right outside your door. I wanted to let you know that I’m coming in. I didn’t want you to be scared when you heard the front door open.”
“Grady?”
“Of course it’s me. Who the hell else calls you honey and has this number?”
“Do you want the short list or the long one?”
“Ha, ha. I’m coming in.”
“I’m still in bed. Come back later on.”
“Now, why would I do that?”
She heard his laughter as he ended the call. That was a ballsy move. Even for him. She popped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He’d better walk slowly, because she had to take care of a few things before she saw him.
“Sara, I’m coming in.”
“Go make some coffee,” she called from the bathroom.
“Okay.”
She let out a sigh of relief and went about her business. She was about to walk out the door but caught sight of her hair. Mushing it down on top, she wondered if he would scream when he saw her. Shrugging, she stepped out and saw him lying in bed with his hands behind his head. “Are you
“Because Joel will string him up if he thinks that Kyle isn’t serious. Not to mention the two older brothers,” Dane added.
Sara gave Kyle a sympathetic smile. “You just follow your heart. If you’re following another body part, just be careful. It sounds like quite a few men have some skin in the game, so you don’t want to mislead her.”
Lance nodded in agreement. “That’s good advice.”
The table grew quiet as the men ate. “What are we doing for the Fourth of July?” Grady took Sara’s hand and smiled into her eyes. He was going to operate on the assumption that they would spend their free time together, and he hoped like hell that she would feel the same way. “We could go over to the McDades’ for a while if you want. The twins are my godchildren, so it might be fun for you to meet them.”
“That sounds great, but I promised Gladys and Agnes that I would drive them over to the center for the party. They plan on whooping it up, so they don’t want to drive.”
“Well, we can drop them off and then go to the McDades’.”
“Okay, that should work.”
He leaned over and kissed her cheek. “You’re going to have fun.”
“Just stay away from Nana Boo and Aunt Lolly. Those two have a dedication to meddling that can’t be denied.” Dane shook his head and shuddered. “I, for one, do not enjoy it.”
“Are they worse than Gladys and Agnes?” Grady asked.
Dane tipped back in his chair and thought about it. “No. Let’s make sure they never meet each other. No one would survive if that happened.”
“I’m looking forward to it. I haven’t been to a party in ages,” Sara said.
“The first of many,” Grady responded. First he was going to make sure that she was safe, and then he was going to take her out and make sure she had some fun. He was fairly certain that she had put her life on hold, and it was time to change that. Tomorrow would be the first step.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Monday
The rain beat against the window, and Sara snuggled under the sheet. It was early, and she saw no reason to jump out of bed and start the day. Hopefully the storm would pass through quickly, because she loved fireworks and would hate to see them canceled.
As she stretched out, she realized having Grady in her life was going to make hiding from the mob difficult. He didn’t seem like a man who was going to take a wait-and-see attitude. He was probably more of a hunt-them-down-and-wipe-them-out type. Either scenario sucked, because she had no desire to put him or herself in more danger. Pulling the sheet over her head, she tried to come up with a solution to get Grady less interested in her predicament.
The sound of her phone ringing jarred the quiet in the room. Groaning, she slid her hand out and grabbed the phone. Pulling it under the covers, she answered, “It’s too early to call.”
“Honey, I’m right outside your door. I wanted to let you know that I’m coming in. I didn’t want you to be scared when you heard the front door open.”
“Grady?”
“Of course it’s me. Who the hell else calls you honey and has this number?”
“Do you want the short list or the long one?”
“Ha, ha. I’m coming in.”
“I’m still in bed. Come back later on.”
“Now, why would I do that?”
She heard his laughter as he ended the call. That was a ballsy move. Even for him. She popped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He’d better walk slowly, because she had to take care of a few things before she saw him.
“Sara, I’m coming in.”
“Go make some coffee,” she called from the bathroom.
“Okay.”
She let out a sigh of relief and went about her business. She was about to walk out the door but caught sight of her hair. Mushing it down on top, she wondered if he would scream when he saw her. Shrugging, she stepped out and saw him lying in bed with his hands behind his head. “Are you
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