Page 33 of Her Big Fat Dreamy Billionaire Ex

This was yet another thing that proved to him he and Felicity were not meant to be. He couldn’t be with a woman who didn’t allow for anything to ever go wrong.

Grams came down the deck stairs, a smile on her face. “Well, hello, Felicity. So nice to see you again. And who’s your friend?”

Felicity accepted Gram’s hug. “This is Harold. Harold, this is Phoebe.”

He shook Phoebe’s hand. “We were just walking along the beach when we heard Mabel trying to dig her way out from under the plywood.”

“Oh, dear me.” Grams put her hand at the base of her neck. “I’m so glad you walked by at that moment. Aiden’s been worried sick, searching the whole resort all morning.”

Felicity stared at him. “You weren’t off working on the resort?”

“No. And I’m sorry. I know I was supposed to meet you at ten.” He didn’t like the way she was looking at him. Like he’d disappointed her yet again. In his defense, he added, “I did try to call though.”

Oops, wrong thing to say. Felicity’s gaze hardened. “I had my phone with me all morning. When you hadn’t bothered to show up or call by ten thirty, I went out to the beach. That’s where I met Harold.” She motioned to him.

Grams put her arm around Felicity. “Well, come inside, dear. I have some of your favorite cookies, fresh out of the oven.”

Grams had been baking? Of course. She knew Felicity couldn’t resist her recipe. And, as if on cue, Felicity raised her eyebrows and took a step toward the house. “You didn’t.”

“Yes. Extra chunky chocolate chip cookies.”

Felicity pulled Harold toward the stairs. “Come on, you have to try these.”

Grams opened the glass door and waved Felicity and Harold inside. Then she shot Aiden a frown. “You left her alone all morning? After spending the night at her place?” Grams hissed.

“Grams! It wasn’t like that.” Heat surged up his neck. What did his grandmother think?

“You’d better mend things between you,” she said before entering the house and plastering on a smile. She grabbed Felicity’s arm. “Come into the kitchen with me. You can help me serve them up.”

Aiden slid the patio door shut and stood there in the family room with Harold, who shifted his weight and fidgeted with the pockets on his shorts. He looked over at the painting hanging above the mantle. “Nice place you have here.”

“Thanks.”

“So...you and Felicity go way back.” Harold eyed him.

“Yes. We do.” Aiden folded his arms and took a closer look at Harold. He had this lovable geek look going for him. He suddenly hated geeks.

Harold swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “Look, I don’t want to—.”

Felicity walked into the room carrying a tray of cookies. “Harold, you have to try these. You’ll love them.”

Grams followed her in, and when Harold wasn’t looking, she began wildly motioning with her hands, mouthing something Aiden couldn’t understand. He held up his hands in a surrender position. Felicity raised her head and Grams hid her motions by smoothing out her hair. “So, Harold, what brings you to Belize?”

“Just taking a vacation.” He bit into a cookie. “Man, these are great.”

“Thank you.” Grams gave Aiden a meaningful look, but he still didn’t know what she wanted so he shrugged in response. Grams tossed him a dirty look before turning back to Harold. “You know, Harold, I was just talking to Aiden and we have some extra excursion tickets for this afternoon. If you want to go on one, I think the jungle excursion leaves in a few minutes.”

Aiden inwardly groaned. He hadn’t told his grandmother about the plans he’d messed up.

Felicity’s head snapped up. “You mean the one Aiden was going to take me on?”

Grams seemed taken aback for a second, then she recovered. “Yes. I suppose that’s the one.”

“I need to take some pictures today. I’ll go with Harold on the excursion. Will it get back before dinner? We have plans.”

Nice. Grams really should keep to her own business. This was not what Aiden wanted. And yet, what did he think he wanted? To get back together with Felicity? He knew she would never forgive him for the past. Maybe it was best if she went out with Harold, fell in love, got married and had little geek babies. They could drive little smart cars and...he shook the thoughts from his head. He was getting carried away.

But if Felicity went out with Harold, maybe Grams would stop shoving him together with her. He could lie low the next few days until she was gone. That could work, right?

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