Page 6 of Saving Grace


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“No clue, man. No fucking clue.” His voice dropped to one with slight emotion.

“I’m sorry,” I said, having no idea what else to say. Jake and Stacy were what you would call “the perfect couple.”

“’Eh, don’t worry about it,” Jake said, a jovial tone to his voice again. “Just wanted to be sure you landed ok. Needed to be sure I had a partner, come Monday.”

I grinned crookedly, shaking my head to myself. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be there.” Through the end of the claim, I saw my bag make the main turn style. “I gotta get going. I’ll see you Monday.”

“Have fun, Meadows. And by fun…” I heard the ass laughing as he hung up on me.

Yeah, I’d like to have that kind of fun—knowing exactly what Jake meant—but it was highly unlikely. I’d be lucky to get eye contact out of Grace this weekend.

When my bag came near, I reached and pulled the cognac leather roller off the belt. In my retrieval though, my elbow knocked the woman next to me.

“Damn,” I slipped. “I mean, I’m sorry.” I reached a hand out as if to steady her, a reflexive reaction. The woman was good-looking, dressed as if she were a Business Class traveler in a pantsuit and made up hair, something you didn’t see too often in Economy. She appeared to be traveling on her own, too.

If Sydney weren’t waiting for me, I’d totally ask her if I could buy her a Starbucks from the kiosk down the way. I’d spare a few minutes for her.

As an apology.

Yeah, Sawyer. Because Sydney’s waiting. I shook my head. Keep telling yourself that.

It had zilch to do with the quiet blonde who stole my attention five years ago. The one I was betting my left nut wouldn’t be able to look me in the eye, because I screwed up so royally.

Absolutely nothing to do with Grace.

“Sorry,” I said again, propping my bag up beside my feet. She offered me a pretty smile on her beautiful face.

“No worries, happens all the time in these busy places.”

Her eyes dropped to my left hand, no doubt searching for a wedding ring.

If it weren’t for Sydney… I tried convincing myself again.

Who the hell was I kidding?

With an inward sigh, I excused myself and left the woman behind. It had been four weeks since I took a woman to bed. Part of that was due to being so freaking tired after the cases we’d been on, but the other part was definitely in reaction to seeing Grace again and knowing she was in a relationship—had been in a relationship—for a decent amount of time.

I pushed Grace from my mind and stepped outside into the still brisk San Diego morning. After glancing down the parkway, searching for Sydney’s car and spotting it, I readjusted my backpack and tilted my bag to roll down toward her waiting Explorer. Before I got to the black SUV, my sister was out of it and running toward me.

“Sawyer!”

My grin was automatic. God, I loved my sister.

I stopped moving just before she reached me and righted my suitcase, freeing up an arm to wrap around her.

“How are you, kid?” I asked her as her arms wound around my neck.

“I’m so excited to see you!” She unwrapped herself and stepped back. She tugged on the hem of my jacket. “You are the only person I know, other than my husband and his team, who travels all fancy. Traveling is for pajamas.”

Even though Sydney traveled for business, it didn’t surprise me in the least to hear this. It wouldn’t surprise me if she changed into her business attire in the airport bathroom after landing at her final destination.

I chuckled, grabbing the handle for my bag as she and I made our way back to her running vehicle. “I just saw you six weeks ago, Sydney bean,” I said, ignoring her comment about my clothing choices.

Six weeks ago, Brielle was born.

You definitely couldn’t tell Sydney had a baby six weeks ago.

“I know, but it was too long. We missed you on Thanksgiving.” Sydney, Caleb, and the kids rarely traveled for holidays unless the Enforcers had a decent amount of time off. As it was, the Enforcers had a morning game this turkey day out in New York, and Syd and the kids traveled with Caleb.

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