Page 37 of Sara’s Dom (The Doms of Madison County)

He slid into the opposite side table. “Thanks,” he said when he saw the cup of coffee waiting for him.

“What’s up?”

Grant pinched the bridge of his nose. “I led Sara to believeI was the manager of the ranch and not the owner?”

“Why?”

“It was an opportunity to see if I could be wanted for me and not the money,” Grant said.

Macy nodded. “I get that. I know you’ve had problems with that in the past. So, what happened?”

“She found out somehow, three days ago.”

Macy’s eyebrows rose. “You’ve been together for what?”

“Over four months.”

“Why didn’t you tell her when you knew she wanted you?”

“I tried a few times, but I was afraid I’d lose her.” He saw the look on his friend’s face. “Yeah, I know. She was bound to find out sooner than later.”

“Hell, yeah. What happened when she found out?”

“She was upset that I had lied to her the whole time.”

“I don’t blame her,” Macy said.

“I know. I don’t either. She told me she wanted a little time, and I’ve been trying to give it to her. My manager said I should still call to check in on her.”

Macy nodded. “Yeah. Women are weird about it. She probably thinks you don’t care.”

“Fuck.”

“Listen, I have to run, but come to the club tonight, and we’ll talk more. Maybe the others will give you ideas.”

“Yeah. I’ll try.”

Macy stood and threw down some dollar bills. “Coffee’s on me,” he said and grinned before walking off.

Grant grunted and finished his coffee. There were still a few hours before the club opened, so he could get a little work done in that time. It would help keep his thoughts from running wild.

Chapter Eighteen

Sara hugged the girls one more time and thanked them. She felt better. She knew some of it had to do with the wine and chocolate, but they had made her look at the situation differently.

She hadn’t known Grant found out his last girlfriends wanted his money. It seemed to have happened with every relationship he’d had. She could see why he was cautious at first. One of the girls had brought up the fact that men were dumb when it came to emotions, and they had tender feelings about things and got scared easily. If he were afraid he’d lose her, she could see why he was nervous about telling her who he was.

The sun was close to setting when she pulled into the garage.

“Hey, Babies,” she crooned to her dogs and petted them. “Are you hungry?”

She smiled when they barked and bounced in excitement. After feeding them, she made a sandwich for herself and made herself eat half. She couldn’t go days without eating and then drink wine and feel okay. The chocolate helped keep her steady instead of tipsy, but she could still feel the effects of the alcohol.

The phone rang, and she hurried to answer, hoping it was Grant.

“Hey, girl,” Cat said.

Sara didn’t let her disappointment show. “Hi.”

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