Page 23 of Love Takes Home

“We need to know if he’s seen someone,” I tell both of them.

“Does this someone have a name?” Davis asks.

“Ranger knows her as a plain woman eating tacos with Keith. We’ve come up with the name Kara Smith.”

“Kara Smith? Isn’t that kind of—”

“Normal? Plain? Simple?” I interrupt him to finish.

“Something like that.”

“Almost too normal, plain, and simple, isn’t it?” I ask, raising my brow.

“Do you have a picture of this ‘normal, plain, and simple’ woman?” Davis inquires.

“Working on it.”

“So you want me to go talk to the man whose dad I helped put in prison to see if he’ll help us find a woman you know nothing about other than a name and maybe a picture at some point today?”

“Basically.” I shrug. “Let’s go.”

“Fucker. I need to start asking more questions before agreeing to anything.”

“Probably, but I do have pictures of her,” Ranger helpfully tells him. “They aren’t great, but hopefully good enough to get a recognition.”

“Well, let’s go.”

“What a fucking waste of time,” I growl as we leave the bar less than an hour after arriving.

“You knew it was a long shot,” Ranger reminds me.

“And he said he’d start keeping an eye out,” Davis adds.

“I guess that’s something. Would suck to have to start surveillance here on top of everything else.”

“It would take you away from my sister. Wouldn’t want that.” Davis gives me a shit-eating grin.

“We’re friends.”

“You were friends before the wedding. What you’ve been since you came back is something different.”

“What’s that mean?”

“Look, let’s cut the shit, can we? Everyone is aware of your infatuation with my sister. Well, everyone but my sister. So, what’s your plan? How are you going to get the girl?”

“Just so we’re clear. You’re good with a relationship between your sister and me? Isn’t that like supposed to be a no-no or something?”

“Only in those books you all keep reading when you visit us. I’d be overjoyed to know my sister was with a man like you.”

I stare at Davis, not sure how to describe what I’m feeling. I’ve never had someone give me their blessing. And her brother? One of my best friends? This is just too much for me to process right now.

“I think you made the man speechless,” Ranger says, trying to bring some levity to the heavy emotions in the air.

“He is a man of few words, usually, but this is extra quiet,” Davis agrees, grinning.

I roll my eyes at the two men making fun of me. If they weren’t so special to me, I’d punch them. Or something.

“Whatever, assholes. As for Ginny, if there’s ever anything to happen, it’ll be on her timeline, her terms. I’m not sure she’s ready to move on. I don’t know how long it takes to get past what she went through.”

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