Page 73 of Her Big Fat Dreamy Billionaire Ex

He shrugged and leaned forward to get the circulation going in his back. “Thinking.”

Grams sat beside him. “You mean wallowing.”

He chuckled. Good ole Grams. She knew how to say it. “Yeah. Wallowing.”

A breeze carried Gram’s light perfume to him. She picked up a small stick and twisted it in her hands. “Why are you sitting here wallowing?”

Aiden stared out at the ocean waves. “She left me. Just like last time.” The words cut through him and he blinked back the wave of nausea.

“And like last time, you’re going to let her go?”

Aiden squinted at Grams. “She doesn’t want me.” Why was she making him say it? Relive it?

Grams frowned and looked at the sand. “Aiden, you know I love you. But I wish I had done this five years ago.”

He waited, but when she didn’t go on, he said, “Done what?”

She reached up and slapped the back of his head.

“Ouch. Grams! What was that for?”

“Go after her, you twit.”

“What? Why? Did you hear the part about her not wanting me?”

Grams got a look on her face, the one that said not to argue with her. “She loves you. She wants you. She just wants you to promise her the moon.”

Mabel barked and Aiden picked up the little dog, cradling her in his arms. “That’s the thing. I can’t give her the moon, Grams. She expects too much of me. Do you know what she wanted me to do? Give up the resort.”

He thought maybe Grams would be shocked at this news, but she didn’t react at all. She just stared at him. “No girl expects an actual moon, Aiden. They just want to be promised it.”

“But that’s irrational.”

“And what you’re doing here is irrational as well.”

Aiden held back a glare. “How so?”

“You love her. You’re miserable without her. And yet, you sit here being miserable instead of going after her and fighting for what you love.” Grams challenged him with a slight eyebrow raise. “You know it’s true.”

“Okay. That’s true. But she won’t listen. I tried.”

“You didn’t try very hard. Is this what you want, to sit here in paradise, your heart breaking for another five years?”

His heartwasbreaking, and he swallowed the lump that rose in his throat. “Of course not.”

“Then give this up for her.”

His gaze snapped to hers. “Give this up? What about you?”

Grams smiled. “Why are you worrying about me? I will be happy anywhere. Would you just go get your girl back?”

Aiden drew his brows in confusion. “But she said—”

“Do you want all of this, without her? What is the point, Aiden? What are you doing here?”

Something about what Grams said clicked inside of him, and he stood up so fast Mabel jumped from his lap and barked up at him. He ran a hand down his face. “You’re right.”

Grams gave him a smug smile. “Of course, I’m right.”

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