Page 9 of What If I See You

“Whoa, what? Are you crazy?”

“What? It’s not like you haven’t done that a bajillion times before.”

I suppose I do have plenty of savings.

I could afford a weekend of fun.

“Yeah, but you don’t. You’re a planner. Right down to the shade of under—” She slaps her hand over my mouth.

“You don’t have to finish that last part, mmkay?”

I laugh. “Okay but be careful Corri,” I narrow my eyes, “you’re beginning to sound a lot like me these days.”

“If it helps at all,” Scarlett adds, “I know the owner of two of the boutiques there who have always given me discounts when I bring customers their way. We could let the guys go have some fun and we could shop as soon as we get there.”

Her brows wag along with Ella’s and Corri’s as they await my decision.

Scarlett adds, “And we can drink wine while we do it.”

It would be nice to get out of hell for just a few days.

Taking a huge breath, I release it, shaking my head with a smirk. “Why do I feel like this trip is going to be nothing but trouble?”

“Oh, it totally is. But only the best kind of trouble,” Ella assures me, giggling.

“Eeeeeek!” Corrigan squeals. “That’s a yes. She’s coming.” She pulls me into a huge hug. “This is going to be so much fun!”

Scarlett claps her hands excitedly. “Perfect! We’re all set then. The plane leaves tomorrow morning at nine.”

“Knock, knock.”Griffin stands in the doorway to his guest bedroom; the room he graciously offered me while the water to our building is being fixed.

“Hey.” I smile at his coy expression. In all the time I’ve known Griffin, I’ve never known him to be shy. “You know this is your house, right? You don’t have to ask permission to enter your own guest room.”

He cocks his head, baffled. “I would never just barge in on you. What if you were…you know, indisposed.”

I choke back a giggle. “Well, I’m not so please come in.”

“I brought you a few extra blankets just in case.”

“Oh. Okay. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I tend to keep this place pretty cool in the evenings. Helps me sleep.”

“Totally understand. Wouldn’t want that body of yours to overheat and swell.”

Staring at me, a smile spreads across his face and I’m immediately embarrassed. Palming my face, I shake my head. “Oh God. I meant, you know, your muscles and…like, your appendages…”

Appendages?

Wouldn’t want his appendages to swell?

“Seriously Layken? Appendages? Who even says the word appendages?” I argue out loud with myself glancing up at Griffin, his lips folded in to keep from laughing. “Ugh. You know, like your joints and stuff? Oh, fuck it. What the hell do I know,” I say, flustered with my own self. I flail my arms and sit down on the bed. “Ice is better than heat, right? So cooler temps make sense. Or maybe I’m just full of shit. Ignore me.” I wave my hands. “I don’t know a damn thing about being a professional athlete and taking care of that body, so I’ll just shut up now.”

Seriously Layken.

Can you sound any more stupid?

“It’s been a day and clearly I don’t know much about a lot of things. Maybe if I did, I’d still have a job right now.”

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