Page 54 of Sultry Nights

Hanna turned and smiled. She was wearing one of his t-shirts and damned it didn't look adorable on her. It hung down to her knees, but she didn't have a bra on, and her nipples pushed out the fabric in just the right way. He'd never look at that t-shirt the same again.

"Thank you. Do you like coffee in the morning?"

"I do."

"Good." She poured him a cup. "Cream, sugar, both, none?"

He chuckled. "Cream only. Thank you."

She set the creamer in front of him and then turned to the stove to turn the bacon in the pan.

They ate breakfast. Hanna took a shower, put on clean clothes, and then they took off in his vehicle.

They drove to her place. "So you're sure you want to meet Sid and Grace tonight? I'll call Sid and see if they're available."

"Yes, of course. I'd love to meet them."

"Sounds good. Also, just so you know, I'm going to have a discussion with Tisha today to find out what the hell she was doing."

Hanna's shoulders dropped a little bit. "Okay, well, I'm nervous about that, but..."

"What are you nervous about?"

"I just hope she wasn't playing me. I'm going to feel like such a fool."

"Well, we'll see what she's got to say. Don't worry about anything until I speak with her."

He pulled into her driveway and carried her bag inside. She could have done it herself, but he wanted to check her place, make sure it was okay, and at least give her the feeling that she was secure. And he liked doing things for her.

"Are you sure you don't want me to stay and follow you to the bakery?"

She chuckled. "No, I'm fine. You go ahead. You've done so much already."

He checked each room in her house. "All clear, sweetheart." He kissed her lips quickly, wrapped his arms around her, and held her close. Stepping back, he kissed her once more and strode out the door.

His thoughts now turned dark as he thought about talking to Tisha. On the ride up to her place, he tried keeping his anger in check. His thoughts were stormy. He assumed she was probably waiting for him to show up, anyway. He pulled into the driveway, marched up to the front door, and knocked firmly three times.

She opened the door and stared at him. She crossed her arms over her chest, and cocked a hip to the side. "What do you want?"

"Well, Tisha, I want to know why you were following me last night, and how in the hell you knew that I was at Hanna's parents’ place?"

He pushed past her to go inside, which was so not like him, but he was irritated as hell, and he wasn't going to give her the opportunity to slam the door in his face.

He stood in the foyer, hands in his pockets, trying to look casual, but his eyes bore into hers. "Well?"

She huffed out a deep breath. "For Christ's sake, Jared told me that you were seeing her, and I happened to see you driving with her in your truck last night, so I followed you. And when I saw where you were going, I decided to hang out and see how long you were there. So I parked at the end of the road."

"So you sat down at the end of the road for nearly three hours watching the Valentine's house just to see how long I was going to be there? You didn't have anything else to do but sit and wait."

She sucked in an irritated breath. "I didn't have anything else to do, no. And yes, I sat there, and I watched."

"Have you been following Hanna?"

"No."

She said she feels like someone's been following her. "Well, I haven't. I mean, well once I did."

"So you were following her?"

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