She should have never watched that damn show the other day with the fire and the beams crashing down and knocking the firemen out.
In the past she thought little of it. It was only TV.
Now it was the guy she was slowly losing her heart to.
“Did you get anywhere?”Jim asked Stacy twenty minutes later once she knew her daughter was lost in her work.
“Nope. She was at a brewery with a friend yesterday. I think if I hadn’t brought it up, she wouldn’t have. I’m positive it’s a guy because I asked and she refused to answer.”
“How much did you push?”
“Enough that she got snarky with me.”
“I can only imagine what she said,” her husband said.
“Best to leave it at that. You’ll get all worked up like you always do.”
“She is an independent one.”
“All our kids are independent,” she said. “Just like us. But I don’t want her to date men out of spite.”
Jim laughed. “No way. She won’t.”
“We need to go to lunch at the pub that guy owns that Grant and Garrett want to set her up with.”
“Chance Drummond?” Jim asked.
“Yes. It’s in the back of my mind now. I found Jocelyn’s old yearbook and looked the kid up.”
And what she saw was nothing like who her daughter would have been attracted to.
The kid had a look about him to get the hell out of his face or he’d make sure he did it for you and you might not walk away without a bunch of bruises.
Jocelyn was into the pretty boys back then, not the “I don’t give a shit” attitude ones.
She saw nothing about Chance playing sports or any activities. No one that Jocelyn would have crossed paths with.
It made no sense to her other than he was the opposite of her and very good looking.
Someone who wouldn’t let her daughter get away with much.
Which made her grin. Maybe Jocelyn needed that in her life after Victor.
Stacy remembered how much her daughter had been looking around when the two of them went to lunch weeks ago. As if she was trying to find someone.
“You were frowning and now you’re grinning. I didn’t remember him back then, but he’s nice enough. I’ve never had a problem with him in the years I’ve dealt with him. Neither has Gabe. Royce, Grant and Garrett have more dealings.”
“He’s nothing like I would have pictured her with back then.”
“She’s not our little girl anymore,” Jim said. “Now, I could see it. He’s not like Victor. Has more class and decency than Jack did. I mean, if you’re looking at careers, he’s close to Jack, but in my eyes, he’s more like Gabe and Royce personality-wise. At least to me.”
“That’s promising, but I want to see for myself.”
“So you want to go to lunch?”
“I do,” she said. “Didn’t you just hear me?”
“I can’t today,” he said. “We can try tomorrow, but there is no guarantee he’ll be there.”
