His Man: Graham Carson 2 (Locked & Loaded Series Book 3) by Susan Ward

Author:Susan Ward [Ward, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-12-20T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The lovebirds from next door lingered after dinner and I was tossing down Jameson like it was aqua. Something I never did, but Ella was in three sets of more than capable hands, we were safely out of Mexico, and some days just needed to be obliterated by a hard fuck or a good drunk. And since Lee wasn’t here, that left booze.

My gaze surreptitiously roamed the room. Not that I needed to be stealth. No one was paying much notice to me. I didn’t even feel part of the gathering.

Sean was holed up with Patricia on the couch, and they were conversing rapidly in that way people who know each other well talk. Skyler—I took a long pull of scotch to steady me for that one—was sitting cross-legged on the floor with Ella playing video games. And me? I was trying to pretend I wasn’t looking at my cell every few minutes.

Two fucking days since I’d walked out and not a single call or text from Lee. Worse, my worry for him was escalating. Communication silence wasn’t necessarily a good thing. It kept me from knowing he was all right and it fed my internal alarm because it was unlike him.

I tapped in my passcode and fixed on the screen.

Nothing.

Damn him.

Just because we were over didn’t mean I didn’t care.

He must know that…

“Are you all right, Graham?”

Patricia’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. “Great, Mom. That was an incredible dinner. I can’t get food like that in Mexico.”

Her face glowed. “It was good, wasn’t it? And it was nice for Skyler to remember apple cobbler is your favorite and to bring it. Wasn’t it?”

“Yes, it was. Thanks a lot, Skyler.”

I smiled at him with a chin bob and refilled my glass as an avoidance tactic from remembering that moment they’d arrived with the cobbler.

Staring at the dish—he’d made it himself, and I don’t know why that made it more irksome, but it did—it shot through me like a nuclear blast: enormous cobbler in hand; eager, hopeful smile on Skyler’s face; and I knew he’d either been hacking into my cloud for months reading my personal shit, or worse, dessert was a not-so-subtle cheer-me-up gesture by my mother via him.

Did everyone in the fucking room know my personal shit? That I’d split with Leland? Yep, I was pretty sure that they did.

Patricia frowned. “You looked tired, son. It was a long drive here. You should go to bed. I can take care of Ella.”

Translation—neither me nor an army was getting Patricia’s pretend granddaughter from her clutches. Her concern for me was a secondary issue.

Fine, she’d given me an out from her dinner party, and I was taking it. I rose to my feet. “Thanks, Mom. See you in the morning.” I did the best I could to plaster a smile on my face. “Sean. Skyler. Great having you over.”

Sean’s eyes lit up. “It was good to catch up and hear about all the exciting things in Mexico.”

“Yes, well, we’ll do it again real soon.

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