my girl did,” James said. “She seems too even-tempered.”
“She is even-tempered,” Grady acknowledged. “She’s cool. She’s mellow. You know, sometimes I think she’s too mellow.”
“Meaning?”
“I like that she doesn’t fly off the handle, don’t get me wrong,” Grady said. “She’s not one of those women who screeches or throws things or screams when she sees a spider. In fact, spiders freak me out, and she has to catch them in a cup and put them outside.”
James filed that tidbit away for another day – one where his brother wasn’t stripping his heart bare. “I don’t see what the problem is.”
“It’s not a problem,” Grady said. “I mean, if I was dating someone as excitable as Ally, I’d probably kill myself. I’m not saying I want that.”
“I think Jake likes how excitable she is,” James said. “He’s mellow, so she balances him out.”
“Are you saying I’m excitable?”
“I actually wasn’t,” James said. “I am now, though.”
Grady stuck out his tongue. “Anyway, the problem with Sophie being so mellow is that she never complains.”
“I still don’t see how that’s a bad thing.”
“If she doesn’t complain, and she doesn’t talk about her feelings, how am I supposed to know if she’s happy?”
Things clicked into place for James. “You know, Sophie doesn’t strike me as the type of woman who would stay in any situation that made her unhappy.”
“My head knows that,” Grady said. “My heart isn’t as sure.”
“Well, she loves you,” James said. “That much is obvious.”
Grady was suddenly vulnerable. “Does she?”
James faltered. “Has she never told you that she loves you?”
Grady shook his head.
“Well, when you tell her that you love her, what does she do?”
“I’ve never told her that,” Grady said.
“I don’t understand,” James said, wracking his brain for evidence that his brother was lying and coming up empty. “You’ve never told her that you love her?”
Grady’s pressed his lips together. “No.”
“Do you love her?”
“Of course I love her,” Grady practically exploded.
“Then tell her.”
“I’m waiting for her to say it first.”
James snorted. “Why?”
“Mandy told you first.”
“Mandy told me when she thought I was sleeping,” James corrected.
“She still told you.”
“Cripes,” James said, running a hand through his hair as he contemplated Grady’s conundrum. “Okay, here’s what you need to do, plan a nice dinner at Sophie’s house. Cook for her. Get some candles. Maybe dance a little, women like it when you dance, although I have no idea why. Then, when the moment is right, just say it. Then, when she says it back, ask her to move in together.”
“What if she doesn’t say it back?”
“She will.”
“You don’t know that,” Grady argued. “She might not feel it.”
“She feels it.”
“Did you ever think that you just got lucky with Mandy?”
“Every day.”
Grady scowled. “You know what I mean. She’s not scared to tell you how she feels.”
“I find it interesting that you have fallen in love with a woman who is scared of the same thing you are,” James said.
“Do … do you really think she’s just scared?” Grady’s eyes were hopeful.
“I really think she’s scared to say it to you because she thinks you might not say it back,” James said. “One of you has got to get a handle on your courage and just do it. You’re the man. Don’t make the mistake I did. Say it first.”
“Say what first?” Finn asked, poking his head into the office.
“That James had a lot of sex this morning and that’s why he was late,” Grady lied smoothly.
“I told him it was none of his business,” James said. “He likes to be crude, though.”
“That is his gift,” Finn agreed. “What are you doing?”
James pulled the flash drive out from his pocket and plugged it into the laptop’s port. “Mandy found this under the bed. It
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