Granny frowns as she waves him toward her. “You stay safe. Hear me? Don’t do anything stupid.”
Rex smiles before he kisses her on the cheek. “I can’t guarantee that, Granny.”
She shoos him away. “Find that cocksucker so I can kick him in the family beans.”
I blink, wondering if I just heard that right. Did my grandmother just say that?
Rex chuckles. “I’ll save enough of him for you.”
I catch the look that passes between them before Rex turns away, his gaze pausing on me like there’s more he wants to say,but he doesn’t. His chin dips slightly before he leaves, closing the door behind him.
“He’s in love with you,” she says like it’s obvious.
“No, Granny, he’s not.”
“Baby girl, he’s been in love with you since high school.”
“Granny,” I warn. She loves to play matchmaker even if she’s not too good at it.
“You need to get laid. That’s the problem.”
I gasp. “Granny!”
“Fine.” She waves me off. “I need some happy brownies.”
My head falls back against the seat as I sigh. Loudly.
The Kings of Anarchy have corrupted my grandmother.
“I’m going to have a lot of time on my hands while I recover,” she announces, not waiting for me to respond. “There’s diamond art. Or bedazzling. You know I like my bling.”
Yep. She does. Granny Jo probably has shares in whatever stock company manufactures rhinestones and fake jewels.
“There’s a website online that can create diamond art from whatever you want.”
Oh, no. She’s saying this far too casually.
“Do you want a bedazzled peen for Christmas this year?”
I sputter and choke on the spit in my mouth, too shocked to form words.
Granny’s laughter fills the hospital room. She hoots like a happy little owl for long minutes as I try to ignore my flaming cheeks.
I don’t know how this woman shares my DNA.
I’m saved by my cell ringing, and I check the screen to see Kat’s name. I swipe across to answer. “Hey, Kat.”
“Are you getting settled in? How’s your grandma?”
Far too chipper. “Recovering. I’m not sure how long I’ll be in town.”
“I’ve got everything covered. Take as long as you need, Cami.”
“Thanks, Kat.”
“Let me know if you need anything. I’m only a text or call away.”
She really is a fantastic publicist. “I will.”
