Caitlyn's Christmas Wish by Laura L. Walker

Author:Laura L. Walker [Walker, Laura L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Caitlyn and Ridge settled themselves uncomfortably on a couple of chairs. Her heart melted at the sight of Ridge holding Brody against his chest. Ridge’s tie would be completely ruined by Brody’s drool but he didn’t seem to mind. “You say Brody’s been running a fever all day?”

“Yes. At first I didn’t pay much attention because Grant came over.” Caitlyn was still perplexed about the visit. He’d basically made a nuisance of himself, yet she couldn’t dismiss the compassion he’d shown for the first time in a very long time.

“What did he want?” Ridge asked in alarm.

An uneasy feeling spread through Caitlyn as she recalled Grant’s not-so-subtle hints. “I might be imagining things, but Grant seems to want to get back together with me.”

Ridge pressed his lips together as if warding off biting words.

“Of course, I could be wrong.” But she didn’t think so. Not after overhearing Charles’s phone conversation with her dad and especially not after Grant kissed her.

Finally, Ridge said, “Grant seems at odds with himself, like he’s trying to convince not only us but himself that he’s turned a new leaf.”

“Kind of makes me feel like I’m on a roller coaster ride. Did he fib a lot when he was a kid? Or perhaps he had a wild imagination?”

Ridge readjusted Brody’s head, which had fallen to one side. “Absolutely. Grant was always coming up with a good prank. One time when I was eleven and he was seven, he and my dad switched all of the cream middles of a package of Oreo cookies with toothpaste. Sierra and I were so mad. Grant said that Dad did it. I guess he was partially right.”

Caitlyn laughed softly. “Oh, no. I definitely missed out on that stuff growing up.”

“Yeah. Grant was doing something whacky. When he started strumming on that guitar of his, we all hoped it was a passing phase. To our surprise, he actually got pretty good at it. When he was in junior high school—eighth grade, I think it was—Grant liked this girl, Cara. She was from another part of town. He wrote her a song. Wish I could remember the name.”

“What was the song about?”

“What a lovesick puppy he was just thinking about her.” Ridge chuckled. “One night, he decided to serenade her with this song. By that time, I obtained my driving license and he wanted me to drive him to Cara’s house. I wasn’t about to get mixed up in that so I said no.”

Enraptured by this story she’d never heard about her ex-husband before, Caitlyn leaned closer, catching a whiff of Ridge’s spicy cologne. It reminded her of last night. Hmm. Maybe she shouldn’t get too close. “So what happened? Did he serenade this girl?”

“Not quite. He decided to take the keys to my parents’ car and drive over there himself.”

“Uh-oh.”

“Yeah. He actually made it to Cara’s house in one piece and tried to park the car but unfortunately, he ran into the mailbox. According to Grant, the scraping metal made

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