Promise Me Heaven by Bijou Hunter

Author:Bijou Hunter [Hunter, Bijou]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romantic suspense, family saga, bikers, motorcycle club, romantic comedy
Publisher: Bijou Hunter
Published: 2019-03-16T16:00:00+00:00

THE HEIR

Stella loses her voice early during dinner. I feel like the host of a talk show, throwing questions at the four ladies to keep the conversation alive. Gram does her part by telling stories about how Ellsberg used to be a hick town with a college before growing into a thriving hick town with a college. Kori doesn’t care about those stories because she’s six. She only wants to know about dogs, money, and food. Rae regularly nods at Gram’s stories, but she’s difficult to read, and I can’t tell if she’s really listening.

I wish Stella could relax with Gram in the same way she does with me, but she fears rejection, and fear makes her shut down. I never let her wiggle free of my charms, and I never will. Gram, though, claims she’s too old to worry what people think. Of course, I know she’s full of shit. There’s no way she was worried about people’s opinions even when she was young.

“Do you like traveling?” Gram asks Stella.

“I don’t know. I’ve never been out of Kentucky.”

“If you’re going to stick with Colton, you’ll need to get the hang of road tripping with his family. We take RVs around the country each summer when Farah’s off work. Last year, Colt wore a woman’s wig and hula-danced.”

“Gram,” I groan dramatically. “I’m trying to score here.”

Stella’s laughter surprises me. I’m unsure if she’s laughing at what I did back in Kansas City or by my response to Gram. I just know she starts giggling and doesn’t stop until she’s red in the face.

“I don’t know anything about road tripping,” she finally mumbles through laughter, “but I’m ready to learn if it means I get to see him hula-dance.”

“Baby, I’ll dance for you tonight. Hell, I’ll do it right here,” I say, standing up.

Gram snaps her fingers at me. “Boy, sit your butt down. I will not have you make a fool of yourself and leave me explaining to the entire town what you smoked.”

Smiling at my grandmother, I lean forward and whisper, “I want to dance so much more now.”

“Don’t. You. Dare.”

“I wonder if they’ll kick me out for ripping off my shirt while I do my hula.”

“Colton, I’m not even kidding. Sit down and eat your food.”

“I don’t have any food.”

“The waitress is coming, and you’re going to mentally scar that child if you dance.”

“Kori’s tough. Aren’t you?”

With her mouth full of broccoli, she nods at my question. I sense she’d love for me to dance, but Gram’s weak, old lady heart—that only kicks in when she wants to guilt someone into behaving—insists I sit my ass down.

Stella’s still giggling when our food arrives. She doesn’t even look at her plate. Only seeing me, she finally settles down.

“You can dance for me later.”

“You know I will.”

Calmer now, Stella looks at Gram, and I know she’s thinking very hard at how to get a conversation going. Nothing comes out of her mouth, though.

“Rae likes to read,” I blurt out just to break the awkward moment of Stella staring at Gram who stares back.

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