Page 121 of Catch and Release

She was sitting alert in the bed, grinning from ear to ear, eyes ping-ponging between Willa and Shawn with deep satisfaction.

“You… how long—are you okay?” Willa spluttered.

“Damn it, Grams,” Shawn said, grabbing her hand. “You scared the shit out of me.”

“Watch your language, Scooby.”

“Well, she’s definitely alright,” Shawn muttered under his breath as he locked eyes with Willa.

“I heard that,” Grams said, then slid her eyes over to Willa. “So can I stop pretending I don’t know about this now?”

Willa felt her cheeks redden. “Um…”

“What are you talking about, Grams?” Shawn said with a grin, crossing his arms.

“You two lovebirds is what I’m talking about!”

Shawn lifted a hand to her forehead. “Did you hit your head in the fall, too? Maybe I should call Dr. Wetherington back in here.”

Willa covered her hand with her mouth and bit back a laugh as Grams swatted his hand away.

“Don’t treat me like a senile old lady,” she drawled. “I heard everything! You’re in love with her and it’s all thanks to me.”

“And how do you figure that?” Shawn asked.

“I sent you over with those brownies,” Grams said, crossing her arms. “I knew she’d never be able to say no to you after that.”

“We’re just friends, Grams. You know that. This fall really is making you see things.”

Willa knew she needed to intervene.

But it was just too entertaining.

And she was still reeling from Grams waking up while she and Shawn were tangled up in each other like a couple of horny teenagers.

In the middle of a hospital, no less.

She might never recover from the embarrassment.

“Friends, my ass!”

“Language, Grams,” Shawn said, looking stern but amused. “Can I get you some water?”

“I’ve been watching you two through my binoculars all summer. There’s been some funny business going on!”

“Whatever you say, Grams.”

“Now, listen here, Scoob?—”

“It’s true,” Willa said softly, her face going hot. “We’re together.”

“Aha!” Grams said, pointing her hand with the broken wrist toward Willa in triumph, then grunting in pain.

“Dammit, Grams,” Shawn said. “Are you okay?”

“That’s what you get for lying to an old lady,” she said between labored breaths. “I’ll be fine. Just got too excited is all.”

Willa slumped down in her chair and took a deep breath.

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