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garlic on your pasta, too,” Sophie pointed out.
“Fine,” Grady said, giving in. “We’ll stink up the hot tub together. It will be a bonding exercise.”
“We’re getting in the hot tub tonight?” Sophie’s eyes sparkled. “How did you know that’s what I wanted to do?”
“Because it’s what I want to do and we’re always in sync,” Grady replied, grabbing the plates. “Move your cute behind to the table, please. Then you can finish the story of your day.”
“There’s not much else to tell,” Sophie said, getting comfortable in the seat next to Grady before pouring him a glass of wine. “Oh, well, maybe one thing.”
Grady lifted his eyes, the tone of Sophie’s voice tipping him off that he wasn’t going to like what she was about to tell him. “And what would that one thing be?”
“Well, I had lunch with Mandy at the Coney Island restaurant downtown,” Sophie said.
“Are you about to tell me you had onions, too?”
“No … well, yes … but that’s not the point of the conversation,” Sophie said. “While we were there Chuck Foley stormed in. I’m not sure how he knew where to find us, although there aren’t many restaurants in downtown Mount Clemens so he might have lucked upon us.”
“Get to the point of the story, Sophie,” Grady ordered. “You’re babbling and it’s making me nervous.”
“He kind of got loud and threatened me about writing anything else about his son,” Sophie admitted.
Grady stilled. “Threatened how?”
“He said he would sue the paper and go after me personally if I wrote another story,” Sophie answered. “He also brought up Peter … and might have called Mandy a bimbo and told her to shut her hole. He was really worked up.”
“And?”
“And I explained that I was going to continue on the story and if he threatened me again I was essentially going to tell my mafia daddy and let him deal with it,” Sophie said. “I actually used those words because he was belligerent and annoying the crap out of me.”
Grady barked out a laugh. “Well, I usually don’t condone that sort of thing, but in this case it’s probably not a bad idea to remind him who you are.”
“And who am I?”
“The best person I know,” Grady replied, squeezing her hand. “Now eat your garlic-infested dinner so we can retire to the hot tub for some vigorous … cuddling.”
“Cuddling?”
“There are different ways to cuddle, sugar,” Grady said. “Tonight I’m going to show you one I just invented.”
“You really are the perfect man,” Sophie said.
“I know.”
“ S O , you would tell me if this Chuck Foley was a threat to you, right?” Grady asked, digging his fingers into Sophie’s sore shoulders as they canoodled in the hot tub after dinner. They were both naked – bathing suits unnecessary thanks to the privacy fence shutting out the neighbors – and Grady was ready to make his move as they settled on their knees in the middle of the round tub. He just wanted to make sure Sophie wasn’t hiding something before he forced the woes of the day out of her mind.
“He’s not a threat, Grady,” Sophie said, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips as she tilted her head back and moaned. “Oh, that feels good.”
“I’ll keep doing it if you promise me that you’re telling the truth,” Grady prodded. “I don’t want to worry about you, Sophie, but I don’t want you pretending everything is fine if it’s not either.”
“He’s a worried father fretting about his son’s future,” Sophie said. “Nate Foley is still in the hospital and Morgan said the kid’s recovery wasn’t certain. I guess that means he could still die … or maybe have a head injury that changes his capacity for charges. We just don’t know.
“Foley was upset when he came into the restaurant, and even rude, but I don’t think he would be stupid enough to go after me given his standing in the community and my … studly boyfriend,” she
“Fine,” Grady said, giving in. “We’ll stink up the hot tub together. It will be a bonding exercise.”
“We’re getting in the hot tub tonight?” Sophie’s eyes sparkled. “How did you know that’s what I wanted to do?”
“Because it’s what I want to do and we’re always in sync,” Grady replied, grabbing the plates. “Move your cute behind to the table, please. Then you can finish the story of your day.”
“There’s not much else to tell,” Sophie said, getting comfortable in the seat next to Grady before pouring him a glass of wine. “Oh, well, maybe one thing.”
Grady lifted his eyes, the tone of Sophie’s voice tipping him off that he wasn’t going to like what she was about to tell him. “And what would that one thing be?”
“Well, I had lunch with Mandy at the Coney Island restaurant downtown,” Sophie said.
“Are you about to tell me you had onions, too?”
“No … well, yes … but that’s not the point of the conversation,” Sophie said. “While we were there Chuck Foley stormed in. I’m not sure how he knew where to find us, although there aren’t many restaurants in downtown Mount Clemens so he might have lucked upon us.”
“Get to the point of the story, Sophie,” Grady ordered. “You’re babbling and it’s making me nervous.”
“He kind of got loud and threatened me about writing anything else about his son,” Sophie admitted.
Grady stilled. “Threatened how?”
“He said he would sue the paper and go after me personally if I wrote another story,” Sophie answered. “He also brought up Peter … and might have called Mandy a bimbo and told her to shut her hole. He was really worked up.”
“And?”
“And I explained that I was going to continue on the story and if he threatened me again I was essentially going to tell my mafia daddy and let him deal with it,” Sophie said. “I actually used those words because he was belligerent and annoying the crap out of me.”
Grady barked out a laugh. “Well, I usually don’t condone that sort of thing, but in this case it’s probably not a bad idea to remind him who you are.”
“And who am I?”
“The best person I know,” Grady replied, squeezing her hand. “Now eat your garlic-infested dinner so we can retire to the hot tub for some vigorous … cuddling.”
“Cuddling?”
“There are different ways to cuddle, sugar,” Grady said. “Tonight I’m going to show you one I just invented.”
“You really are the perfect man,” Sophie said.
“I know.”
“ S O , you would tell me if this Chuck Foley was a threat to you, right?” Grady asked, digging his fingers into Sophie’s sore shoulders as they canoodled in the hot tub after dinner. They were both naked – bathing suits unnecessary thanks to the privacy fence shutting out the neighbors – and Grady was ready to make his move as they settled on their knees in the middle of the round tub. He just wanted to make sure Sophie wasn’t hiding something before he forced the woes of the day out of her mind.
“He’s not a threat, Grady,” Sophie said, a small smile playing at the corner of her lips as she tilted her head back and moaned. “Oh, that feels good.”
“I’ll keep doing it if you promise me that you’re telling the truth,” Grady prodded. “I don’t want to worry about you, Sophie, but I don’t want you pretending everything is fine if it’s not either.”
“He’s a worried father fretting about his son’s future,” Sophie said. “Nate Foley is still in the hospital and Morgan said the kid’s recovery wasn’t certain. I guess that means he could still die … or maybe have a head injury that changes his capacity for charges. We just don’t know.
“Foley was upset when he came into the restaurant, and even rude, but I don’t think he would be stupid enough to go after me given his standing in the community and my … studly boyfriend,” she
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