The corner of Brody's mouth tugged up in a small smile, as though he didn't want to but couldn't help himself. "Mrs. Prescott raised five kids, four of them boys, she had to be tough."
I shuddered a little as his words conjured up a mental image of Mrs. Candace Prescott. She was a pretty woman, tall and well-built, but she could strip the paint off a fence with a single, searing glare. The first time you crossed her would be your last because no one wanted to face her when she was angry. I'd never seen her turn into the She-Hulk, but I could have sworn I'd seen a greenish hint to her skin a time or two.
"Notepad. Pen. I'll be waiting for you at the table with Jacks. I need to get back to her before she gets into any mischief."
I nodded and watched as he walked away.
"Whew. I never thought that I'd find a bossy man attractive, but that was downright hot."
I sighed at the sound of Sierra's voice behind me and turned to face her. She held out a legal pad and a pen without a word. I snatched them from her hands and left before she could say anything else.
"Be nice and smile," the she-devil called behind me. "Men like a sweet woman."
I growled beneath my breath and flipped her off before I rounded the corner into the dining area. Her answering laugh followed me the entire way.
