Page 262 of Well Played

“No.” Cassie covered his phone with her hand and pushed it down. “Let the man move in.”

“Come on, this is exciting,” Jack whined, but put his phone away.

“I’m sure he doesn’t want all five of you fangirling over him while he’s moving boxes in.” Realizing her mistake, she quickly added. “Or ever, at his home.”

She caught a grin from Grant. “If you don’t mind, I’d like to just get everything up these stairs and into my apartment for now.”

“I heard you were being traded to Bardley but none of us really believed it. Bum luck about your injury.” Jack reached down and picked up the other box. “Least I can do is give you a hand.”

Cassie shook her head and put her keys back in her pocket. “We both can give you a hand and then my brother here can go home.”

“Nope. Still need to take care of your shower. If I don’t, Dad will kill me when it gets bad.”

She glared at the back of his head, knowing he’d feel it. He was standing between her and Grant, and she forgot that Grant could see her.

“She trying to kill me with her eyes?” Jack laughed.

Grant really smiled then. “Looks like she might be successful.”

“Nah, she’s been trying for years. Hasn’t mastered the skill yet. You got any sisters?”

Grant shook his head, clearly resigned to having help. “Come on then.”

They made several trips from his small rented truck and carried them upstairs.

“What are you sleeping on?” Jack asked after the last load of boxes.

Grant pointed at the air mattress box in the corner. “My furniture won’t be here until this week.”

“That sucks. You could always crash at my place.” Jack looked thrilled at his suggestion.

Cassie groaned. “I think you have imposed yourself on him enough.” She pulled at Jack to get him out of Grant’s apartment. “I’m so sorry about him.”

Grant chuckled good-naturedly. “I appreciate the help, even if I didn’t ask for it. Definitely made it faster.”

“You’re welcome. If you need anything, let us know.” Jack was finally walking away. “Well, let her know across the hall, she can get one of us to give you a hand when your furniture shows up.”

“I’ve got movers for that one. It’s heavy, and I didn’t know I’d have such helpful and willing neighbors.” Grant rested his hip against his counter and waved at them. “Have a good night.”

Cassie waved back with her free hand and pulled at Jack with her other. “You, too. Sorry, again.”

“Why do you keep apologizing?” Jack asked as she let him into her apartment.

“Because you thrust yourself on him and didn’t give him a chance. You practically drooled over him and then started touching all of his stuff. It was rude and embarrassing.”

“He thanked us. You’re dramatic and if you think I won’t be telling everyone who I met in the group chat, you’d be wrong.”

“Leave him alone and keep your mouth shut about it. You’ll have the whole family over here wanting a glimpse. Leave him in peace.”

“Too late.” Her phone chimed with the group chat sound.

Jake: Guess who moved in across from Cass? Grant freaking Pope.

“Dammit, Jake.”

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Grant was exhausted.The drive down here had been so long with so much traffic last night that he’d arrived much later than expected.

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