a learning experience. She just hoped having Grayson home in New York was worth more to Luke than the rest of the money was to her.
Miss Quinlan...
Here we go...
I’d like to first point out that I incurred a massive expense sending my jet to LAX after you assured me you’d get him to the airport. I paid a pilot, an attendant, jet fuel, airport fees, not to mention my driver is waiting for Grayson at LaGuardia. Therefore, I feel it prudent...
New Message from [email protected]
She stopped reading Luke’s message and opened that new one.
Sabine, this is Alexis Markham Hart. We still have a deal. You’ll get the rest of your fee. Please bring my brother-in-law home. We miss him terribly.
Lexi
Sabine grinned. Luke had a wife to answer to. And Grayson had a sister-in-law who adored the big lug. None of her brothers were married and she couldn’t imagine having another sister. Norah’s absence still left a hole in her life. Her big sister. Even if they were only two years apart. Norah had been her best friend, too.
New Message from [email protected]
Sabine, your fee drops 100K every day my brother’s not home. Starting today because I had to send my plane. You got 100K. The deal is now 800K. Take it or leave it.
Luke
Hmph.
Grayson appeared and her heart twisted, loving the plaid shirt. After checking out his boots, she said, “Why not add a hat? Go the whole cowboy route.”
“I have a Stetson. But a cowboy doesn’t wear a hat at the dinner table. Ready to eat?”
“I assume this get-up means ye be wanting some barbeque and line dancing?”
“Do you know how to line dance?”
“These long legs might look good in daisy dukes, but I’m horribly left-footed when it comes to dancing.”
He closed the distance between them. “Maybe you never had the right dance partner.”
That was true in so many areas of her life. She never thought a man could make her feel the way Grayson did.
Kieran expected a virgin bride, and she guessed he wouldn’t be too gentle ridding her of her virtue. What would Grayson do to a woman for the first time? She bet he’d be tender and passionate as hell. An ache cried out between her legs, wanting him.
Since she had zero plans to go home and marry Kieran and the men in L.A. stared at her like she was a giant freak, she had no idea when she’d ever lose her virginity.
Grayson, with his free and easy ways around women, might help her out. Except, he was a skip, and to sleep with him would be terribly unprofessional of her.
Now, if Luke had told her to take the 100K and shove it, then her work with Grayson was done, freeing her up to... To what? Fall for a man she could never have because he had options galore here in L.A. when he came back? Not.
“So, dinner?” Grayson gazed down at her.
“Any place ye want to eat is fine.” She smiled and then narrowed her eyes. “Can I drive that car?”
He tossed her the keys. “It’s not mine. Why not?”
CHAPTER SEVEN
Sabine
Sabine chugged down an entire can of Coke to get that disgusting taste out of her mouth. She’d swallowed down every salty piece of raw fish to keep Grayson happy, talking, and in his seat. In between gagging, she listened to his stories to get a better up close and personal read on him.
Taking the car keys back from her because she probably looked green and about to vomit, he said, “How about a ride up to the canyons? Look at the city for a while?”
The man had a soft spot for a good view.
“Sure,” she agreed, not letting it seem like that affected her.
He jumped on the freeway and zipped up a back road to the canyons where they sat at an overlook gazing at the city. The lights kissed the stars in the sky. She didn’t love L.A., but the view was breathtaking.
“What made you do PI work here in L.A.?” Grayson asked her from the Aston’s driver’s seat.
She faced him before answering, drinking in his sincere eyes. Now there’s a breathtaking view. “My brothers have the east coast covered, so I wanted to see what I could do here in California.”
“You learned a lot from them?”
“I worked in their office until I moved out here.”
“What did you go to school for?”
“I didn’t.” She shrugged. “College is for boys. Not girls.”
“Seriously? Your parents are that old-school?”
“Where we’re from women have a different role in the