Page 88 of Falling for my Brother's Best Friend

“Grandma, what’s going on?” Savannah squeezes Dori’s hand, and I use the excuse to slyly run my hand down her back. She shifts away from my touch.

“Ethel went to see her friend Mildred, so…”

Savannah laughs and glances at me. I don’t like the look on her face. She better be fucking kidding me. Inside my head, I’m screaming hell no.

“Do you want to play cards or something?” Savannah asks.

Dori smiles and digs into her purse, producing a deck of cards. “I’d love to.”

I inwardly groan and slide out the chair.

“Is Liam okay, honey? He seems crabby tonight.” Dori must think she’s whispering when I open my fridge and pull out a beer.

I get that Savannah can’t say no to family, but I sure as hell can. Maybe. Okay, not Dori, but the other Bailey family members.

“He’s good,” Savannah reassures her.

I sit back down, twist the cap off my beer, and guzzle down half the bottle. I pull out my phone.

Me: You owe me for this.

Her phone dings. I have no idea why she never puts it on silent. Dori’s so busy shuffling that she doesn’t pay any attention to Savannah pulling her phone out of her purse.

Savannah: Don’t worry, I pay my debts in full.

My dick twitches and I shift in my seat.

Who knew Savannah’s grandma was such a cockblocker?

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