Making the Play by T. J. Kline

Author:T. J. Kline
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2016-09-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

BETHANY WASN’T SURE what had possessed her to show up unannounced at his home like she really had any reason to be angry at Grant. But seeing the look on his face staring back at her from the front page, knowing he’d been across the street while she’d been on her date, realizing that James could have seen her and misconstrued even a handhold, had infuriated her. Almost as much as the damn guilty grin he had plastered across his face right now. She wasn’t about to let him charm his way out of this.

“Okay, let me explain,” he began, reaching for her hand.

She jerked it away. His touch had a tendency to scatter her thoughts and turn her into a puddle of Jell-­O. She needed every ounce of her focus to confront him.

“Explain what? You were the one who convinced me to go out with Steven in the first place. What could you possibly say to make this okay?”

Grant took a deep breath, patiently waiting while she lashed out at him. When she paused, he answered. “Bethany, I called the paper and told them where to find you on your date. I was there, trying to make sure that reporter, whoever it is, showed up to get a picture of you with someone that wasn’t me. That was the original idea, remember? To prove that we aren’t a ­couple.”

She’d forgotten. The revelation took the steam out of her tirade. After arriving home after her date and trying to recover from Grant’s kiss, which had left her hungry for more, the reporter following him had been the last thing she’d worried about. After his sudden rejection, little else had commanded her thoughts. Assuming that he’d followed her because of jealousy gave her a reason to confront him and had taken some of the sting out of the way he’d walked out last night. Now, she wasn’t sure whether to be grateful that he’d been trying to help her reputation or confused by his mixed signals.

“Then why do you look so mad in the picture?”

“I got a phone call I wasn’t exactly expecting.” Grant clenched his jaw, his tone suddenly clipped and almost angry, but he didn’t seem inclined to share more information than that with her.

“I see.”

“No, Bethany, you don’t.” Exasperation and sheer frustration colored his voice and he shoved his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “You think you understand, but you can’t. Because I had a life all planned out, in every detail. I was coming back here to recuperate and returning to Memphis, back to my job but now, who knows?”

He ran a furious hand through his hair, making it stand up. Her fingers itched to brush through it and lay the strands back into place. She had no clue what he was talking about but she could see the aggravation in his face, the anger building in the way his muscles tensed. She’d never seen him lose his temper, not even during press conferences, and she wasn’t sure what she’d said to cause it.

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