I chuckle. “How did the dog end up in your bed if it’s your mom’s?”
“You know she wasn’t even supposed to live here, don’t you?”
“No. I just assumed she moved in as part of the arrangement—so Mia would have care on your workdays.”
“Yeah. Well, Avery was going to pitch in. Then Mom announced she was staying here.”
“Out of the blue?”
“Completely!”
I laugh. I’m a balloon blown and stretched, releasing all the air I’ve held in tonight.
Her laugh mingles with mine.
“She’s a real pain, you know?”
There’s no bite in her words.
“I’ve met her.” It seems like the safest answer about a woman who could be my mother-in-law one day if I have my way.
“But she’s also saved my bacon.”
“I like your bacon, so I’m grateful she saved it.” I almost slap my own forehead. “Don’t even say a thing about that line. I already know it’s cheesy.”
“I happen to like you being cheesy,” she says on another yawn.
“Well, I happen to like you in that red dress.”
“I thought you might.” She pauses. “I wore it for you.”
“Did you?”
“Of course. Do you think I want any other man admiring me, Greyson?”
“They were,” I pout.
“Were they? I didn’t notice.”
“Good.”
She laughs.
“I’ve been wondering something,” she says.
“Yeah?”
“You know about Danny.”
“I do.”
The man with no principle or loyalty. He did me a favor, though. I hate that Hallie and Mia had to live through his abandonment, but if he had more spine, I wouldn’t be with her right now.
“Who’s your Danny?” she asks.
“My Danny?”
“I don’t need details,” she says. “I don’t want details, actually. But you had to have some serious relationships since Munich. I’m just curious. Are they still here in town? Are some of them baseball moms? That would explain the fiery darts they shoot my way.”
