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attractive adults. I can’t see how either of you would need or want assistance or interference from me in arranging your personal lives.”
    “Oh. That’s what you meant.”
    He frowned. “What did you think I meant?”
    I shrugged. “Not all men appreciate full–figured women.”
    “Full–figured or skinny as a rail, I’m sure you’d have no problem capturing the attention of the man of your choice.”
    Oh, he did have a way with words. But then so did Grant. Maybe it ran in the family. “Is he seeing someone special?”
    “That’s something you should ask him.”
    “I will, but why can’t you—”
    “Of course Grant’s not dating anyone special, Lin.”
    We both looked up as Jen waltzed into the room.
    No longer sure I wanted to depend on Jen’s assurance, I turned my attention back to Jarrod.
    But he rose and crossed the room to kiss Jen’s cheek. “Would you like a drink?”
     “No thanks. Grant said to say good night, hon,” she told Jarrod.
    They sat on the sofa before Jen turned her attention back to me. “Grant told me you two are having lunch tomorrow.”
    I nodded.
    She smiled. “I knew you’d like him.”
    I glanced at Jarrod. “No offense, Jarrod, but I didn’t actually say I liked him.”
    He arched a brow, but remained silent.
    Jen’s grin widened. “Well, he likes you.”
    I sipped my drink, fighting to keep a wide smile from spreading across my face. “Did he tell you that?”
    “Not exactly, but he did tell me he planned to reschedule a trip to L.A. tomorrow afternoon to take you to lunch. I think that speaks for itself.”
    Strangely enough, so did I. I was even more convinced of that when a beautiful bouquet of flowers arrived later that night as Jen, Jarrod, and I were saying good night in the foyer.
    Jen grinned from ear to ear. “He certainly knows how to make an impression. Doesn’t he?”
    I nodded. “Yes. He does.”
    Jen waved at the flowers. “What does the card say?”
    I hesitated, not sure I wanted an audience when I read the card. For all I knew he might have sent the flowers to my breasts. My lips twitched at the thought.
    Jarrod looked at Jen. “Why don’t we leave Lin alone to discover what the card says for herself?”
    Jen looked as if she were about to protest, but Jarrod slipped an arm around her shoulders and guided her toward the stairs. “Come on.”
    Jen grimaced but allowed Jarrod to lead her to the stairs.
    I waited until they’d reached the second floor landing before I slowly mounted the stairs. I sat at the vanity in the guest bedroom and reached for the card nestled among the flowers.
    Looking forward to tomorrow. GW
    He was looking forward to tomorrow? I smiled. So was I. I glanced down. And so were the girls.
    I studied my smiling reflection. My eyes sparkled and I could feel excitement coursing through me. After my disastrous introduction to Jarrod, I wasn’t sure how thrilled I wanted to get at the thought of going out with Grant. Normally, I liked the idea of slowly discovering the personality and tastes of a prospective lover. Recalling the games Jen and Jarrod played, and Jarrod’s seeming unwillingness to say if Grant had a special woman in his life filled me with uncertainties. What if Grant liked to play similar games? Or worse, what if he played the game with Jen and Jarrod?
    Part of me didn’t want to believe that of him, but I didn’t know him. If Jen, who I’d thought I knew had a kinky nature I’d never suspected, how could I even begin to guess what Grant might be capable of? I shouldn’t care, but I did.
    So there was only one way to find out. Still, I hesitated for several minutes before I made my decision. I called the airline to cancel my flight for the following night.
    There. It was done. I stared at my reflection again. What now? I had no idea. I’d just take things as they came.

    My decision made, I showered and slipped into bed. I lay in the dark recalling that dance out by the pool with Grant before I