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“They both want more than friendship. It’s written all over them when they’re together. I wish they weren’t so stubborn.”
He opened the door for her and she stepped inside. “Tonight we’re just focusing on us, all right?”
She smiled. “Right.”
“Good. Now let’s go fix that headache of yours,” he said, wishing he could lean in and kiss her before closing the door. No PDA, though. He had to wait until they’d at least cleared the parking lot.
He pointed the truck toward his house and stepped heavily on the gas.
Chapter 12
Grace stirred at the pounding on the front door. Her eyes resisted the light as her mind slowly nudged her awake. Who would be at her apartment this early in the morning?
She opened her eyes and blinked in confusion. Not her apartment. She was still at Jack’s house. And,oh crap,she’d fallen asleep here last night after Jack had made good on his promise to ravage her body, starting from her toes.
Her toes curled at the memory.
The knock came again. Grace tapped Jack’s back. He didn’t respond. He was completely out. She nudged him harder. “Jack! Wake up! There’s someone at your door.”
He barely stirred.
“Jack!” she whispered loudly.
Grace’s spine stiffened at the sound of someone putting a key in Jack’s lock and turning. Whoever it was was coming inside the house and they were going to discover her in Jack’s bed if she didn’t get up and hide. Flying out from under the cozy covers, she ran to the bathroom and disappeared behind the shower curtain. She sat on the floor of the tub and pulled her knees up to her chest to make herself as small as possible. This was no way to wake up.
A moment later, heavy feet entered Jack’s bedroom. Maybe boots?
“Jack?” a deep voice called. “Hey there, sleeping beauty.”
It was Pete Sawyer.What was he doing here?
“Jack?”
“Dad?” Jack finally said, sounding half asleep.
Grace covered her face. If Jack remembered that she’d fallen asleep here, he was going to be freaking out at the sight of his father instead of her.
“Come on, son” Pete said. “Day’s a wasting. Thought we were going on a boat ride today.”
Grace’s eyes widened. She’d momentarily forgotten about her plans to go on the boat with Jack and Noah. And apparently Pete, too. This was turning into a family affair, and a nightmare if she didn’t find a way out of this bathtub soon.
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Jack rubbed his eyes and blinked up at his dad.Where the heck was Grace?He looked around his bedroom. Or maybe last night had been a dream.
“What are you doing here, Dad?” he asked again as he sat up and stretched.
“We’re taking Grace fishing, right?”
“Right. Noah and I are.” Jack ran his gaze through his room, looking for evidence of Grace.
“Well, I’m going, too. Noah and Sam are out back waiting.”
“Sam? Don’t you guys have anything better to do?”
His father laughed. “Fishingiswhat we do.”
A little ache resonated in Jack’s heart. Fishing wasn’t what he did anymore.
