Page 59 of Play For Me
“That’s no problem at all. Just drop her off on the way, and she’ll be here when you’re done.”
“Thank you. I’ll see you soon then.”
“See you soon. Goodbye, dear,” she says, hanging up.
I tap my phone against my palm and try not to think too much about what this means. He’s probably got a ton of workers there today, and we won’t be alone, so there’s nothing to get worked up about. I glance down at my cutoff shorts and tank.
But…if we were to happen to be alone…
I chew on my bottom lip before heading to my bedroom. I’ve got just enough time left of the movie for a quick shower and change.
Just to be on the safe side…
It means nothing…
It’s technically a work thing, so I should wear something a bit more nicer…
Random excuses keep flying through my brain as I quickly shower and change into a black summer dress. I pair them with short black boots with just enough heel to be sexy, but still comfortable enough to work in. He’s always wearing black, so I’m betting that it’s his favorite color. I decide to keep my hair up in a messy bun since he seemed to love it this morning…not that it matters, I tell myself again.
After making lunch for Bee and me, I drop her off at Miss Beth’s house and head toward town. I glance at Gizmo riding like a passenger prince as he pants in the front seat with the air conditioning blowing tufts of his hair around.
“This is a good move, right? Trusting him? I mean, he comes from a good family, and he’s fostering you, so that’s got to stand for something. He wouldn’t pull a dick move and lead me on if his heart wasn’t in it, would he?” He cocks his head to the side and I shake my head and laugh. I’ve officially lost it. I’masking a dog for advice on my love life. That’s a low I never thought I would hit.
I focus on the road and hear a bark that sounds more like a croak.
“I guess that means you approve.” He barks again, and I laugh. I can see now why Bee thinks he communicates with her. He sure is convincing.
“Thanks for the talk. Surprisingly, I feel better.” His lips curl up, and I do a double-take.
Did he just smile?
He goes back to looking at the road and enjoying the wind in the vents. I stare at him for a few more seconds, half expecting him to start talking next, before focusing on the drive. I peer at him from the corner of my eye a couple more times, but he’s back to acting like his goofy self. I shake off the weird energy and make the turn up the hill toward Miles’s bar.
The place looks amazing as I notice the brand new deck with an outdoor bar and seating. I see the sign and smile.
Montgomery’s.
It couldn’t be more perfect. I know he’s close to his family, and it’s his way of honoring them.
I scoop up Gizmo and head inside.
Wow.
I stop in the doorway and take in the new work that’s been done.
I thought it was beautiful before, but the finishing touches put it over the top. The black accents of the shelving and light fixtures look beautiful against the stained wood. The stage is completely built against the back wall, and comfortable seating is spread throughout for people to enjoy the music. The dance floor gleams in the middle, and you can almost hear the music and laughter of people as you envision them there.
I set Gizmo down just as Miles comes out from the back room carrying a big crate loaded with liquor. He stops when he sees me, and a slow smile appears on his lips. He’s wearing the same light grey t-shirt from earlier and dark jeans. I notice he added a black ball cap, and my mouth suddenly goes dry. I’ve only seen him in a baseball cap once before, and that’s probably a good thing because I’m finding it very hard not to launch myself at him.
“Hey, beautiful. I didn’t hear you come in.” He looks behind me and searches the room. “Where’s Bee?”
“She’s with my neighbor. They had plans to bake this afternoon, so I dropped her off on my way here.”
He sets the crate on the bar as I walk over to him.
“I thought you might need some help unpacking the wine orders that came in.”
He eyes my black dress as they wander down to my boots and back up again.
