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Eden wanted to believe that she had the power to save Nash. Not for a story, but because she truly believed that he was worth saving.
“Where is he?” she asked again. “Where’s Nash?”
“He left.” Grayson waved a hand. “Without a fare-thee-well.” He started laughing as if he found that highly amusing.
Eden studied him. “How much have you had to drink tonight, Grayson?”
He squinted his eyes. “Maybe one glass of champagne.”
The way he was acting, it was more like one bottle. But maybe that would work in Eden’s favor. She sat down in the chair next to him. “Tell me about Nash, Grayson. What was he like growing up?”
Grayson sent her a loopy smile. “The definition of cool. Guys wanted to be him and girls just wanted him. They swarmed around him like bees to honey.”
“Like Melissa.”
Surprise crossed Grayson face before he nodded. “She was more like obsessed with him, if you ask me. It was freaky the way she watched him at school. She was different for sure, which probably explained why she didn’t have any friends… and why Nash agreed to go to prom with her. I think he felt sorry for her and didn’t want to hurt her feelings. He didn’t date high school girls. He didn’t have to. Not when he had college girls and grown women throwing themselves at him.” His eyes narrowed on her. “Are you hungry? Because I’m starving.” He lifted the knapsack that sat on the table and pulled out a brownie.
Eden’s eyes widened, and she grabbed the brownie before he could take a bite. “No!”
He held up his hands. “Dude, you don’t have to go ballistic. You can have the last brownie if you want it.”
“The last?” She looked in the knapsack to find it empty. “Please tell me you didn’t eat all the brownies, Grayson.”
He flashed a grin. “I did not eat all the brownies. After your grandfather asked me to watch his purse while he danced, I only helped myself to one… maybe two.”
Knowing that there were eight brownies to a batch, Eden became even more frantic. “Then what happened to the other ones?”
Grayson shrugged. “I don’t have a clue.” He pointed to the dance floor. “But Pops might know.”
Eden followed his finger to her grandparents, who were leading all the dancers in the hand jive. Pops and Mimi’s fig leaves were wilted, but they looked as fresh and peppy as Adam and Eve before the tempting. But Eden was tempted. Tempted to knock them both upside their heads for not realizing that it wasn’t legal to sneak marijuana into people’s brownies.
While Grayson stood up and starting doing the hand jive, Eden rubbed her temples and tried to think. Maybe things weren’t as bad as she thought. Since Grayson hadn’t pressed charges the first time her grandmother had served him magic brownies, she didn’t think he’d do it this time. So that meant all she needed to do was make sure the other people who ate the brownies didn’t. But first, she had to make sure that Grayson didn’t do something stupid.
Getting to her feet, she hooked an arm through his. “Come on, dude. You need to drink some water and chill out.” She headed for the sultan’s tent, but ran into Madison before she got there. Madison had tried to alter the senorita gown herself, and the result had left her breasts more than a little exposed.
“Oh my gosh,” she said, “you should see the chocolate fountain. It is unbelievable—hey, is that Nash’s brother? What’s wrong with him?”
Grayson zeroed in on Madison’s ample cleavage. “Hola, senorita, can I draw you naked?”
Madison giggled. “Only if you like fat women.”
“You, my sweet, are not fat. You are voluptuous—ly beautiful.”
Madison looked at Eden. “Is he drunk?”
“He ate two of my grandparents’ brownies.”
“Ahh.” She looked at Grayson. “So what are we going to do with him?”
“Do you think you could take him to the Beaumonts’ reserved room in the sultan tent and keep an eye on him while I go see who else my grandparents have drugged?’
Madison took Grayson’s arm. “Come on, sweetie. How would you like some munchies?”
Once they were on their way to the sultan’s tent, Eden headed for the dance floor. Her grandparents had moved from the hand jive to the La Bamba, and they were not pleased when she pulled them off the floor.
“What is going on, Eden?” Mimi asked. “Your grandfather paid a pretty penny for the orchestra to play that song.”
“Please tell me that he didn’t pay them with brownies.” Eden shook the knapsack at them. “You can’t pass out drugs to people!”
