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“Something. What?”

Regan grinned. “I’ll say it. Grant Fierce stopped in last week.”

“No,” she said, shaking her head. “Don’t you dare tell me they know anything about me dating Colson. Or if they do know, or heard, they have nothing to do with this. Mom?!”

“Don’t give me that warning voice. You don’t see the Fierces. They’ve got nothing to do with this. Why would you say that?”

“Oh, I don’t know. You’re looking guilty.”

Her mother rolled her eyes and reached for Zola. “I’ve not spoken to them about you and Colson.”

“Is that true?” she asked Regan. “Did they bring my name up or Colson’s?”

“I didn’t talk to them,” Regan said. “I saw Grant talking to Zander.”

She ground her teeth. “Zander?”

“Your name came up, not Colson’s,” Zander said.

“And what did Grant say?”

“Not much. Just that he was happy to see you got the position. He knew you’d do well. It was just the way he was inquiring is all.”

Her brother was looking at her mother again. Her mother had her head down.

“What?” her mother asked when the room was silent. “I told you. I haven’t said anything. I haven’t seen or talked to Grant in so long I’m not sure I even remember.”

Her mother held her stare, and she saw the truth behind it. Or so she hoped.

“What’s going on in here?” her father asked, walking in and seeing his granddaughter and going right for the baby who was now kicking her legs in more excitement than anyone else got.

“I’m trying to find out if Mom talked to any of the Fierces about me,” she said, crossing her arms.

“Not that I know of,” her father said. “Because if she did, she’d get an earful from me.”

She was glad to get that support at least.

Then the doorbell went off. “I’ll get it.”

There were whispers behind her she wished she could hear, but then told herself to just let it go.

Thinking the Fierces had anything to do with her relationship with Colson was ridiculous. She saw none of them. They didn’t know much about her. Her mother didn’t even have a reason to talk with them, let alone an opportunity.

Her brother and father, on the other hand. Those two could see any of the Fierces daily at times, but she didn’t believe either would stoop that low.

She opened the door and saw Colson standing there, a smile on his face, next to Bella who was all but bouncing in place.

“Hello, come in. How was the movie?”

“Good,” Bella said. “Funny. I had the best weekend ever.”

“Did you survive the sleepover?” she asked Colson.

Funny how she just remembered that Tiff had spent the night at his house last night with Bella.

It was why the two of them didn’t get to see each other. Those plans had been made, then the girls were going to the movies and he’d bring Tiff home.

“I’m still here and standing. Not sure how tired this one might be.”