Page 9 of Dangerous Affair


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“Nice to meet you.”

“You, too, River. I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Now, now, don’t go spilling the tea,” my grandmother chastised.

I couldn’t stop my sputtered laugh.

“Did you just say, ‘spill the tea’?”

“Did I not use it properly?”

“Shockingly you did.”

“Oh, good. I’m trying to keep up with the young people vernacular.”

So, maybe Helene Simpson was more than a firecracker.

“Now, come give me love,” she demanded.

As soon as her fragile arms encircled me, I felt two things—the mightiest love I’d ever know and guilt for not coming sooner.

“Missed you, Gram,” I whispered.

“Missed you, child.”

Yes, I adored my grandmother.

“Tell me why you’re here a day early,” she insisted as soon as the hug ended. “Did something happen?” She paused to give me another perusal. The urge to squirm fired; my grandmother could always suss out anything from a lie to a surprise and everything between. “Yes, something happened,” she went on. “Did you meet a man? You have a glow.”

I bet I did have a glow.

Though I’d never had five orgasms in one night so I couldn’t be positive.

“Just excited to see my grandmother.”

I glossed over the man comment.

Something hit me.

“Why is River here? Is something wrong?”

“He’s here picking me up for breakfast. Letty and her mother are meeting us at Elmer’s.”

She eyed the straps to my backpack then bossed. “Set your bag down. Do you need to freshen up before we leave? You must’ve taken an early flight.”

“I got in late last night,” I admitted then rushed out. “Since you’ve gone on and on about how spectacular the resort is I decided to give it a try.”

“I do not go on and on, child. I sing praises,” she corrected. “And? What did you think? Was it as fabulous as I said it was?”

Oh, my night had been fabulous alright.

The resort wasn’t bad either.

“It was perfect. Just what I needed before I start my new job.”

And that was the honest truth. I was excited about starting my new job. I’d worked my ass off for the promotion to executive guest relations manager. It was a fancy name for basically being a concierge for the high rollers who visited the hotel, but with the name came a pay raise and wealthy men and women tended to tip well. So, as excited as I was, I knew I was about to be run ragged with the whims of the rich and demanding.

River’s phone rang and my grandmother gave him the side-eye. It was good to know she was an equal opportunity ballbuster when it came to phones. According to her, cell phones had ruined humanity. She hated them and insisted they be put on silent.

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