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her room and grabbed a white linen button up shirt and a pair of cutoff jean shorts. Just as she was buttoning the snap, the doorbell rang. She headed down the hallway and when she opened the front door it wasn’t Bennett on the other side.
“Hey,” Grace said as she looked Mel up and down. “You going somewhere tonight?”
“No.” Mel stepped aside so Grace could come in. “Bennett’s coming over.”
“I know. I ran into him at LauraAnne’s about—” Grace dramatically looked at her watch “—ten minutes ago. He was trying to pick out a wine that you would like and that would go well with shrimp and grits. So he asked for my help. It was really rather adorable. But anyways, it got me to thinking. I know for a fact you don’t whip out your Grandmother Maris’s shrimp-and-grits recipe for just anybody. That’s only when you want to pull out the big guns.”
Mel frowned. “And?”
“ And? ” Grace repeated incredulously.
“You know, you’re a giant pain in my ass, Grace.”
“I’m aware—and just so you know, you’re just as big a pain in my ass. When are you going to admit you two are more than just friends?”
“When he actually does something. That’s when, and not a minute before.”
“All right,” Grace said.
“So was this all you wanted during this little reconnaissance mission of yours?” Mel asked.
“Actually, no. I came over to get the second book by Ilona Andrews,” she said opening up her purse, pulling out the first book and handing it to Mel. “I need to know when Kate and Curran actually get together.”
Mel didn’t comment on that, because they didn’t get together for a couple more books. Which meant Grace was going to be waiting for a little while.
“Let me go grab it,” Mel said, going into her living room and heading to her overstuffed bookshelf in the corner.
“You might as well just give me the third one, too,” Grace said, following her.
“Really? I didn’t think you’d have all that much time to read, what with Jax around. Is he demanding less of your time these days?” Mel grabbed the books and put the first one away. When she turned around, Grace was smirking at her.
“Oh believe me, that man still demands plenty of my time. These are for when he works late. A girl’s got to be able to distract herself somehow.”
“Brag much?” Mel asked.
“After being in love with him for practically my whole life?” Grace asked, her smile one of a cat that had just eaten the canary. “You better believe it.”
God, what Mel wouldn’t give to have that look on her own face.
“Are you done rubbing my nose in your sex life, or are we done here?” Mel asked.
“Oh come on, you’re not going to let me hang out till he gets here? I just want to observe for a little bit.”
“No,” Mel said. But she didn’t get her way, because the doorbell rang.
“Score,” Grace said, her eyes lighting up with glee.
Shit. “You better only say hello and then leave,” she said, pointing a finger at Grace.
“What else would I do?” Grace asked sweetly.
“God only knows,” Mel said, as she headed toward the front door and opened it.
And there stood Bennett holding a bottle of wine in one hand, and the box set of Game of Thrones in the other. He was wearing a pair of jeans that Mel assumed he’d just changed into, because they were free of dust and dirt, just like his blue-and-white flannel shirt. Mel didn’t miss the appreciative look in Bennett’s eyes as he took in her shorts and legs. As Grace was standing right next to her, she was pretty sure Grace caught it, too.
“Hey Bennett,” Grace said, stepping past Mel and walking out onto the porch. “I see you went with the wine I suggested. You won’t be sorry.”
“Thanks again,” he said with a grin.
“I’ll see you later.” Grace gave Mel a significant look that said, We’ll be talking . But she didn’t say anything else as she headed toward her car, leaving Mel and Bennett alone on
“Hey,” Grace said as she looked Mel up and down. “You going somewhere tonight?”
“No.” Mel stepped aside so Grace could come in. “Bennett’s coming over.”
“I know. I ran into him at LauraAnne’s about—” Grace dramatically looked at her watch “—ten minutes ago. He was trying to pick out a wine that you would like and that would go well with shrimp and grits. So he asked for my help. It was really rather adorable. But anyways, it got me to thinking. I know for a fact you don’t whip out your Grandmother Maris’s shrimp-and-grits recipe for just anybody. That’s only when you want to pull out the big guns.”
Mel frowned. “And?”
“ And? ” Grace repeated incredulously.
“You know, you’re a giant pain in my ass, Grace.”
“I’m aware—and just so you know, you’re just as big a pain in my ass. When are you going to admit you two are more than just friends?”
“When he actually does something. That’s when, and not a minute before.”
“All right,” Grace said.
“So was this all you wanted during this little reconnaissance mission of yours?” Mel asked.
“Actually, no. I came over to get the second book by Ilona Andrews,” she said opening up her purse, pulling out the first book and handing it to Mel. “I need to know when Kate and Curran actually get together.”
Mel didn’t comment on that, because they didn’t get together for a couple more books. Which meant Grace was going to be waiting for a little while.
“Let me go grab it,” Mel said, going into her living room and heading to her overstuffed bookshelf in the corner.
“You might as well just give me the third one, too,” Grace said, following her.
“Really? I didn’t think you’d have all that much time to read, what with Jax around. Is he demanding less of your time these days?” Mel grabbed the books and put the first one away. When she turned around, Grace was smirking at her.
“Oh believe me, that man still demands plenty of my time. These are for when he works late. A girl’s got to be able to distract herself somehow.”
“Brag much?” Mel asked.
“After being in love with him for practically my whole life?” Grace asked, her smile one of a cat that had just eaten the canary. “You better believe it.”
God, what Mel wouldn’t give to have that look on her own face.
“Are you done rubbing my nose in your sex life, or are we done here?” Mel asked.
“Oh come on, you’re not going to let me hang out till he gets here? I just want to observe for a little bit.”
“No,” Mel said. But she didn’t get her way, because the doorbell rang.
“Score,” Grace said, her eyes lighting up with glee.
Shit. “You better only say hello and then leave,” she said, pointing a finger at Grace.
“What else would I do?” Grace asked sweetly.
“God only knows,” Mel said, as she headed toward the front door and opened it.
And there stood Bennett holding a bottle of wine in one hand, and the box set of Game of Thrones in the other. He was wearing a pair of jeans that Mel assumed he’d just changed into, because they were free of dust and dirt, just like his blue-and-white flannel shirt. Mel didn’t miss the appreciative look in Bennett’s eyes as he took in her shorts and legs. As Grace was standing right next to her, she was pretty sure Grace caught it, too.
“Hey Bennett,” Grace said, stepping past Mel and walking out onto the porch. “I see you went with the wine I suggested. You won’t be sorry.”
“Thanks again,” he said with a grin.
“I’ll see you later.” Grace gave Mel a significant look that said, We’ll be talking . But she didn’t say anything else as she headed toward her car, leaving Mel and Bennett alone on
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