Hammered (Blue Bay Crew #3)- Cathryn Fox Page 0,89
though, who would have thought it was Shannon screwing with Haven all along. It makes sense though. She would have been at the airport, in the ladies’ room with Haven after they arrived in Connecticut. It’s beyond my comprehension to think she paid a local kid to leave letters, to try to scare Haven away from the set all because she was jealous that Haven landed the lead and not her own daughter. I shake my head at that. Haven really does work in a fucked-up industry. I’m just glad in the end Shannon was caught, and the boy she paid is going to be doing community service for his involvement. Haven is now safe to go back to the life she lives—one where she has no friends, and men always want something from her.
“Hello,” Gram says, and I shake my head to clear it. Not that I ever think that will happen. Everywhere I look, I see Haven, which is why I need to get the fuck out of the cabin. Although I slept with her back in my bed at the old homestead, and the second I lay my head down, I expect those memories to come back in a painful flash.
“Hey Gram, what are you doing here?” I ask, and work to inject a bit of enthusiasm into my voice.
She walks around the cabin, tracing her finger over the back of the sofa. “Looks like you’re packing up to come back home.”
“I don’t want to be here anymore. Bad memories.”
Her head lifts, and her brow raises as her gaze latches on mine. “Some good ones too, don’t you think?”
I glance at the loft. If I try really hard, I can still smell Haven’s scent on the bedding. They need to be washed, I just haven’t been able to bring myself to do it. “Yeah,” I say under my breath. I really don’t want to get into my love life, or lack thereof, with my grandmother.
Gram steps outside into the shade, and I follow her. Big clouds block the afternoon sun, and she lifts her face to the sky. “Did you get a chance to watch any of the movies?”
I loosely drape my arm around her and watch the waves lap the shore. “Yeah, I did.” I turn to her. “Did you always know?”
“I knew,” she says.
“How come you never told me?”
“There is this thing called fate.” The fine lines around her eyes crinkle as she smiles up at me. “You learned the truth when it’s time to learn it. Not a second before or after.”
I chuckle but it holds no humor. “When did you become a philosopher?”
She taps her head. “Still got lots going on in here, Tyler.”
“I know you do, Gram,” I say and go quiet. She’s here for a reason, and I suspect I’ll be finding out why very shortly.
“Haven’s gone.”
Ah, and there it is, the real reason she’s here.
I try to sound unbothered, but suspect she’ll see right through me. “Yup, back to L.A. Not that I’m keeping tabs.” It’s a lie, I am.
She makes a tsking sound. “I’m sure glad your father isn’t around to see any of this.”
I stiffen, and my arm falls from her shoulder. I back up and sit on the porch step. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“You made him proud your whole life, Tyler. But this…let’s just say I’m glad he can’t see you now.” She gives a slow shake of her head.
My insides twist. “Gram, what are you talking about?”
“You’re a fighter, Tyler.” She flexes her bicep and the corner of my mouth turns up at her attempt to show me her muscles. “Your father bragged about you so much.” She smiles and her eyes light up, like she’s recalling a happy memory. “He told everyone how tough you were, how nothing frightened you.”
“A bear frightened me,” I remind her. “He didn’t like that too much. Wasn’t too proud of me that day.”
“You were a kid. Your father was never good with his words, but he was so scared you were going to get hurt that day, he lashed out from fright.” She glances down, and her lips pinch tight. “He came to me later that night, told me what really happened, and that was the closest I’ve ever seen him to tears.”
My heart pinches tight, and I take a deep breath to ease the pain in my throat. “Really?”
She blinks, like she’s reliving the moment. “I don’t think he slept for a week.”