Page 32 of Blade

Wait, no.

Blade wasn’t sexy. He was arrogant. Bossy. He was just plain mean. He wasn’t sexy. Nor was he hot. He wasn’t someone I would ever consider.

I snuck a peek over to where he was sitting, and he still stared over here. Not stared, glared. Why was he always glaring at me? Just once, I would like to see him smile at me.

Oh, wait, he did smile once, in Grams’ kitchen when I stood there practically naked.

The jerk.

“So, Grant, what brings you in today?”

Seriously? Food, Beck, food brought him in here. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that out.

I blamed Blade.

Yes, I could blame him for everything.

“Well, I was just picking up an order. I am really glad I bumped into you, though. How about dinner on Friday night? Yesterday we talked about catching up. So how about it?”

I glanced at Blade one last time before answering.

“You know, that sounds great,” I replied as I looked up at Grant and his beautiful smile. The man always smiled at me. Grant didn’t glare. He didn’t growl. He was easy on the eyes. Too bad I didn’t feel a gosh darn thing about him, though. But it would be nice to catch up.

“Perfect, I’ll pick you up at six. I have to run. You ladies have a wonderful day.”

I watched Grant as he walked over to the counter, grabbed his food, and headed for the door. He turned back just as he opened it. “I’ll see you on Friday for dinner, Beck.”

Waving goodbye to Grant, I looked over at Blade and winked.

I saw his lips thin.

Silently, I dared him to say something.

He had no right, and he knew it.

“Beck.” I turned toward Rachel. “What are you doing?”

“What do you mean?”

Did she see me wink at Blade?

“Girl, you are playing with fire. Why would you make a date with Grant? You don’t even like him.”

“That isn’t true. I like Grant just fine. And it isn’t a date. We are just catching up.”

I noticed Lily, Grace, and Samantha all look at me with their mouths open.

“What?”

“She doesn’t know, does she?” Lily asked Rachel.

“Know what?” I asked.

“She hasn’t got a clue,” Rachel said as she shook her head.

“What are you talking about?” I glanced from one to the other, waiting for an answer.

Grace was the one who filled me in.

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