All In With Him (Men of Summer Book 3) by Lauren Blakely

Author:Lauren Blakely [Blakely, Lauren]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hot Men Books
Published: 2021-08-26T18:30:00+00:00

I’ve never been more grateful to have a day off. I get to spend it with my favorite person and my second-favorite person too. Grant insists Mom stay for lunch. Since he’s feeling better, we order takeout and eat under the July sun on our deck, overlooking our tiny yard, as Grant peppers her with questions about me growing up.

“What did he wear for his first Halloween, Cyndi?”

She snaps her fingers, her brown eyes lighting up. “Oh, I nearly forgot the irony of this.”

I knit my brow. “Why is my childhood Halloween costume ironic?”

“Not ironic. Wrong word choice. More like an omen,” she says.

Grant’s blue eyes lock with hers. “I need to know. What was he?”

Lifting a finger, she reaches for her phone. “One second.” She clicks on a folder, slides her thumb across the screen a few times, then shows the image to Grant.

He bursts into laughter, then slugs my shoulder. “You were a dragon. When you were one-year-old, you were a stinking dragon. Omen, indeed.”

I roll my eyes at the shot of me in a green costume with red spines. “An omen is a bad thing.”

“Well, if the shoe fits,” Grant says.

I shoot him a harsh stare. “If you keep up this sass, I will send you back to bed. You are on the injured list. Also, the Dragons have a better record than the Cougars this year, so maybe harbinger is the word you want, since a harbinger brings good things.”

“Look at you, trotting out your fancy words,” Grant says as he picks up his fork and dives back into the chicken and quinoa bowl I ordered for lunch. “Also, I’m only on the seven-day injured list. And only because they had to. I’m not really injured.”

“And harbinger is not really a fancy word,” I say, returning to my meal too.

“It kind of is. Why don’t we put the dragon shot of you up on your Insta and see who knows the meaning of the word?”

“I am not putting baby pics on my Insta,” I say, but as my gaze shifts from Mom to Grant and back, a better idea pops into my head. “How about one of the three of us having lunch on our deck?”

Grant beams like I’ve made his month. “Yeah? You’d do that?”

“Sure,” I say, especially since this seems to make him even happier than going to the club. “The fans will be glad to see you feeling better too.”

“Let’s do it. You in, Cyndi?” Grant asks Mom.

“Of course.” She stretches out her arm, and snaps a shot, then shows it to us.

“First shot, Cyn!” Grant gives a fist pump and Mom blows on her fingers before she sends it to us.

Later, after we say goodbye to Mom, I shoo my man up the stairs. “Nap time for you, babe.”

Grant pouts. “Can we watch a movie in bed?”

I shake my head, holding my ground. “You’re not playing hooky. You’re supposed to be taking it easy but you’re acting like a kid who faked a cough to stay home from school.

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