Page 28 of Summer Ever After
“I saw you talking to Jane Hayes.” For a second, I think she’s going to wink at me, but she doesn’t.
“Yeah, she was at Dax’s shop.”
“Jane’s a nice girl.”
I give her a suspicious look. “Yes, she is.”
“Maybe you two could hang out a little while you’re on the island.”
“Grandma, are trying to set the two of us up?”
“You’re single. She’s single.”
When did my grandma turn into such a matchmaker?
She leans forward, lowering her voice like she’s letting me in on a secret. “And I happen to know she’s on the prowl.”
On the prowl?I guess that could explain Jane’s behavior with Dax and Beau, but it’s still a weird thing for my grandma to say.
“I hate to break it to you, but it would never work between us.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t know.” I sniff out a humorless laugh. “We just don’t have that kind of relationship.”
I’m not sure what kind of relationship we have. I haven’t thought about Jane Hayes in ten years. Before that, flirting with her was always a game—something I never seemed to win. But even now, it’s all just for fun, a distraction from real-life problems.
“Do you find her attractive?”
“What?”
Grandma’s eyes pin me. I wouldn’t be surprised if she hooked me up to a lie detector test. That’s how serious she’s taking this right now. “Do you find Jane attractive?”
“I don’t know. I mean…” I scratch the back of my neck, thinking. My mind drifts to the little black dress she had on last night and the short shorts from today. No man on the planet would deny that she has a great body, but it’s her smile that really draws people in—the warmth and the way happiness shoots out of her eyes like lightning bolts every time she smiles. It’s not a front. Jane is genuinely a happy person, and that’s what makes her attractive.
“Walker, answering my question shouldn’t be this hard.”
“Yes.” I throw my arms out in exasperation. “I’m attracted to Jane. Most guys probably are.”
“Then you better hurry and make your move before someone gets there first. I told you, she’s on the prowl.”
“There’s no move. I’m not trying to date Jane.”
“Why?” Her brows drop like she’s offended.
“Because she’s Capri’s friend. And I don’t even live here. I’m only staying a couple of weeks.”
“Fine.” She huffs, sitting back in her chair with crossed arms.
“Are you seriously mad about this?”
“No, it’s fine.” Her glance away and lifted chin says it’snotfine. “You’re just throwing away every good opportunity in life. First golf. Now Jane.”
I rub my forehead, unsure how the conversation got here. “I’m not throwing away golf. I’m here to clear my head and practice with Pete so I can come back stronger.”
Her sulking eyes glance over at me. “And what about Jane?”
I laugh, shaking my head. “What? You want me to try and date Jane while I’m here?”
