Page 173 of Play of Love
Evie did. In fact, when I looked back and remembered how badly I treated her it was actually amazing that she was even giving me the time of day.
"But she doesn't." Grams smiled with confidence.
"How do you know?" I was interested to hear her thoughts and get some insight into her observations.
"I just do." She sighed.
"I gave her a real hard time when we were kids." That was perhaps putting it extremely mildly.
The other day I was thinking about it, and some of the things I'd done were embarrassing to think that I was capable of. Like when I told everyone she was a man. Why would I think that that was okay? And, I did it too during that weird phase of high school when she'd was just about to start her sophomore year. Things were bad enough just being a teenager but I knew I'd made it worse for her. If that weren't true, then she wouldn't have mentioned it the other night, and she really did look at me like she believed I was the devil.
"That was a long time ago Gage."
"She still remembers very well. You're the only reason why she talks to me."
Grams smiled and inclined her head to the side as she surveyed me. "I came back in here hours ago and left you two on the beach. Evie's a very strong willed woman. She doesn't do anything she doesn't want to do. She could have returned with me, or at the very least sooner than you."
I guessed that was true, and she did seem to enjoy herself with me on the beach, and when we walked around Rome.
I watched Grams’ smile widen. "You should take her sightseeing while we're here, and for heaven's sake don't let that Giselle sink her claws into you."
"Giselle? Grams she hasn't done anything wrong," I grinned.
"Maybe so but I don't like her, and I do not like the way she talks and shamelessly throws herself at you with heranything at alloffers." When she said that last part she sounded exactly like Evie did earlier.
I had to laugh. Clearly, Grams and Evie were spending far too much time with each other.
"Okay. Note to self, say no to Giselle." I chuckled.
She nodded. "Yes, no to Giselle."
The thing was, Giselle was never a problem. I was too focused on Evie.
