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His sister had gone to the wedding alone and hadn’t mentioned anyone the day he saw her at his dad’s estate, so he had no idea who Trent was referring to. “Who?”
“Charles Perkins,” Trent answered in disgust.
Gray thought his sister had broken up with the moron, and he figured calling the guy a moron was being kind.
“We broke up. You know that, Trent.”
“Dad thought you two worked things out. He saw you having coffee together last week.”
“I stopped for coffee, and Charles showed up. So, the answer to your question is no. He is not moving with me.” Allison reached for her drink. “At least, he better not.” She made the statement more to herself, but Gray heard her.
“Is he giving you a problem?” Allison’s tone more, than her comment, switched on his big-brother protectiveness.
Allison took several sips from her glass, a well-known stall tactic when she didn’t want to answer.
“He keeps calling me,” Allison said after she put her glass down. “And he always shows up at places I just happen to be at. Like when I stopped for coffee.”
“Providence is a small city, and isn’t his office near the court house?” Addie pushed a piece of hair behind her ear.
Allison frowned. “I keep telling myself that. It’s still driving me crazy. I can’t wait to move. I signed lease papers for a condo last week. Dad is not happy. He calls at least once every few days and tries to change my mind. It’s getting annoying.”
The conversation continued throughout dinner, and no matter the topic, Kiera joined in with ease. Anyone watching would’ve thought they got together like this all the time.
“I’m ready for dessert,” Addie said as she stood. They’d finished dinner a while ago and all the dinner dishes had already been cleared away. “Be right back.”
Trent and Addie carried in the desserts Kiera had made, as well as a plate of cannoli. Gray liked cannoli, but not as much as his brother did. Since Kiera didn’t let him have a cupcake before they’d left her apartment, he opted for that now. The tart looked good, too, but chocolate was one of his weaknesses.
Removing the paper cupcake wrapper, he raised it to his mouth, the scent of chocolate conjuring up the memory of him unbuttoning Kiera’s top in the kitchen. From there, his mind continued downward, picking up speed, and he replayed their time in her bedroom.
After a pleasant hour or so in her room that afternoon, they’d ventured downstairs where he’d helped her frost the cupcakes. Of course, being a novice, he’d gotten frosting on her clothes, which meant he’d had to help her remove them. It wasn’t his fault that had led to other activities on her couch.
“Are you going to share the joke?” Allison held a cupcake in her hand.
Gray blinked. “What joke?”
“You’re smiling like an idiot. Something must be funny.”
“Thinking about how much I like chocolate.” Gray slid a hand up Kiera’s thigh and squeezed. “And how many fond memories I have of it.”
At the end of the table Trent choked on his drink.
“You get stranger all the time, Gray.” Allison shook her head.
Gray shrugged and caught his brother’s eye. Allison evidently hadn’t caught onto the sexual innuendo behind his words, but Trent had. Or maybe his brother noticed the blush on Kiera’s face.
“Allison, when are you moving?” Kiera asked as she pulled his hand off her thigh. “Maybe we can get together before you go and talk about how strange your brother keeps getting.”
Gray leaned close and whispered, “You didn’t mind where I put my hand earlier today.”
Kiera looked at him and smiled—which should have warned him, but instead, it distracted him.
Her hand dropped dangerously close to his crotch, and she leaned closer. “All’s fair, right?”
The happiness and love he experienced that morning returned magnified, and he stopped breathing. When he could get air going into his lungs again, he kissed her even though they had an audience.
“We’ve got a guest bedroom upstairs if you want to use it so the rest of us can enjoy dessert.”
Gray ended their kiss. Would his sister-in-law mind if he knocked out a few of Trent’s teeth? Maybe not. Addie seemed easy going, and she did have four brothers of her own. More than likely, she’d understand.
