Page 18 of The Chase
Woah. Wait a minute? Guthrie was planning to seduce Aubrey now? And the normally unflappable Dr. Aubrey Fisher was about to wet her pants. OverGuthrie.
Greer just stared in awe. Aubrey was practically vibrating, and her blue eyes were wide. “Seriously? I mean, I thought he had a thing for you in the hospital waiting room, but…he told you that?”
“Yes. And I have no clue what I’m going to do abouthim.”
“Why do men have to be so complicated?” Hala asked.
“That’s the million-dollar question,” Greer said. Just as another car pulled in next to them. Her eyes met her mother’s through the windows. “Great. My parents are here, too. Life just got even more complicated.”
“You know, we’re all going to have to get out of the car eventually,” Ayla had to point out. “I really have to pee; I don’t think I’m going to be able to wait much longer. I can’t exactly rush inside, you know.Rushingis so not my thing.”
Well, so did Greer.
Time to do this.
Greer climbed out of the car while Aubrey went to the rear passenger side to get her sister out, and Hala came to stand next to her. The woman who had been her best friend since kindergarten squeezed her hand.
Greer looked at her quickly.
“They love you, you know. You’ll be okay. But…I think you may be a wee bit hormonal right now.”
“No kidding.”
Her mother came to her. Greer hugged her quickly. “Hi, Mom.”
“Hi sweetie, we just stopped by to drop off cookies for the barbecue. What brings you here?”
“I need to talk to everyone inside. I’m…glad you and Daddy are here, too.” She would just do it, get it over with.
“Ronnie and George were bringing muffins, I believe. And I’m not sure why the rest of your siblings are here.”
Someone said something from the front porch. Giavonna.
She needed her sister’s support here. Both of them.
Genny was right there, being held in Chad Fields’s arms, on the front porch. That man had practically carried her everywhere since she’d been attacked last week.
No wonder. Genny could have been killed.
Greer shuddered, even thinking about that night.
“What’s with the truck, kid?” Gene asked. “You moving back home?”
“Yes. Actually. For a while. My lease is almost up, and I am not going to renew.”
“Why?” Giavonna asked. “This came out of left field, Greer. Are you okay?”
Giavonna had moved back home this week, too. There was that. Her big sister would be there.
“Everybody inside. I have something I need to talk to you about. It’s best to just get it over with.”
They filed inside like little ducklings, though Gunn did come off the porch to help Ayla over the mud-slicked front walk. Gunn just took her friend’s forearm crutches from her, handed them to Grady—who was just standing there glaring at Hala for somereason—and scooped Ayla right up. “Hang on, sweetheart, I’ll give you a lift.”
“I’ll take you up on that,” Ayla shot him a grin, wrapping her arms around his neck like she was perfectly comfortable in Gunn’s arms. “You’re getting pretty good at this, you know.”
“I do try.”
Greer looked at Aubrey, who looked back. And shrugged. No one had figured those two out at all. But they were seriously cute together, no denying that.
