What a Woman Needs by Judi Fennell

Author:Judi Fennell [Fennell, Judi]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group US
Published: 2014-06-03T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

YOU look awful pretty in green, Bryan. Matches your eyes.”

Bryan clenched his fists as he waited in the living room in Gran’s new assisted living facility. Sean loved needling him and while, most of the time, he could give as good as he got, tonight was not the night. “Don’t push it, Scene.” There. Let Sean stew on his old nickname. Always pissed him off when they were kids and, right now, Bryan wouldn’t mind someone picking a fight with him. He needed to work off this . . . this . . .

This what? Anger? No, he wasn’t angry. Terror? Yeah, that might be it.

Frustration?

Hell yes. He was definitely frustrated.

And the damn uniform wasn’t helping any.

He picked up a copy of People and thumbed through it, but pictures of hot women in barely there dresses weren’t helping, either. None were as beautiful as Beth.

He tossed the magazine onto the table. “Seriously. How does Mac expect us to call ourselves Manley Maids when we’re wearing the most un-manly pants in the history of work uniforms? See? Now that’s a work uniform.”

It was the PR shot from his last movie, where he’d had bombs bursting behind him, a gun in each hand, and a woman clinging to each arm. Bikini-clad women. Back in the days when he wasn’t frustrated.

“Hey, I’m up for giving Mac the money for new uniforms.” Liam slapped Sean on the shoulder when he arrived. “I feel like a frickin’ girl in those clothes.”

“We could sing like one, too,” said Sean, adjusting himself. “Who the hell designed them?”

“I did.”

Oh shit. Gran.

“I take it there’s a problem?”

“I’m sorry, Gran,” said Sean. “We didn’t know—”

“I realize that, Sean. I know you boys would never deliberately hurt me.” She touched Bryan’s arm and he bent down to kiss her cheek, trying to undo some of the damage their comments must have done.

“The uniform’s fine, Gran,” he whispered. He’d put up with this thing if it meant not hurting her.

She raised an eyebrow at him, skepticism etched across her face. “So you boys tell me what needs to be done and I’ll work on another design.”

Bryan recognized that look. She was determined to fix it. And if one of them didn’t give her any direction, God only knew which direction she’d go.

He took a deep breath and took the plunge. At least he might get something good for the three of them if he spoke up now. “They’re a bit, uh, tight, Gran.”

“Tight, how?” Gran asked as if the answer wasn’t going to embarrass the hell out of all of them as she led them down the hall to a private dining area like the dame of the manor.

“You know, Gran, tight.” Bryan nodded to the residents they passed. Here, he was just Catherine Manley’s grandson and he liked that he could be just that. The bright lights were great, but sometimes, it was nice just to be him.

Liam held the door open for their grandmother and they followed her in like ducklings.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.