Right. “I suppose,” I muttered.She smiled at me and turned back to Gwendolyn. “I’d love to hear your ideas. I have no idea what Bran’s talking about, but I’m sure you’ll educate me.”“Absolutely,” Gwendolyn replied. She turned to Bran. “Babe, would you mind terribly if we get in the pool, too? It’s
WillI thought about going straight to the hot tub. I didn’t want Bran to have the satisfaction of seeing McKenzie… get cold. But she brought me straight to the regular pool, and, after dipping a toe in, I decided it was warm enough. I jumped in and held out my arms to her, still grumpy.Her smile
“You’re so adorable.” Bran laughed and wiggled my chin.Will scowled in displeasure.“There he is. Mr. Overprotective himself. Oh! Where are my manners? Gwennie! Your friend is here!” Bran called.Gwendolyn came trotting over from the bar, holding a drink. “Really, Bran. Starting her off with a Long
It was creepy that Ike had already known we were going to Bran’s pool party on Saturday. I didn’t even want to know how he knew my underwear size so well. I was just going to pray it was Polly who’d figured it out.I chose something modest in a powder blue with, indeed, a matching sarong. It was Wil
McKenzieGwendolyn tried to keep me entertained while Will was gone, but I worried the entire time. What was going on? How did Bran seem to know so much?When he did return, Will looked flushed and flustered. He looked at the chair next to me then grabbed my arm—not painfully, but firmly—and hauled
What else had Ike told him at their last meeting? Suddenly, I wondered if Bran’s family was involved in the same illegal dealings mine was. “I think we need to talk privately,” I said.“I’ll have Armond schedule something with—”“Now.” I stood stiffly, letting go of McKenzie’s hand.“Should I come,