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“It’s good to know that you’re serious about confidentiality, but sorry, I couldn’t resist.”
Antonio grinned at them as he sat down. “Damn, you’re in for a rough ride. Is she giving you a hard time? What kind of start have the two of you made? Chelsea’s a sweetie, but damn, if you get on the wrong side of her …”
Grant shrugged. He didn’t want to explain the details—of what was going on at Zosca or what had gone on between him and Chelsea.
Cameron laughed. “I think they got off to the best start.”
Grant swung around to look at him. Did he know? By the look on his face, he did. Was that what all those snide smiles had been about earlier?
“But the whole working together thing could be getting in the way.”
Antonio looked confused. “In the way of what? I thought that’s what you’re supposed to be … wait, what?” He turned to look at Grant. “What kind of start did the two of you get off to?”
Really? Antonio wanted him to spell it out? In front of her brother? Cameron seemed to know already, but still, Grant didn’t think any guy would ever want to hearI slept with your sisterspoken out loud.
Antonio’s eyes grew wide. He, too, turned to look at Cameron. “What are you saying?”
Cameron laughed. “Don’t look at me like that. I’m not the Sicilian here. I’m not going to come after anyone. What Chelsea does is up to her.”
Antonio looked at Grant. “So, you and Chelsea? You …? When …? How …?”
Grant blew out a big sigh. “Yes. I didn’t know who she was. She didn’t know who I was.”
“Obviously,” said Cameron with a smirk.
“When?” asked Antonio. “It doesn’t make sense.”
“Last weekend. After you left here.”
Antonio laughed. “You mean, I walked out, and my cousin walked in and you and her, you …?”
“Yep.” Grant was getting more uncomfortable by the minute, though the others seemed to find it amusing. He supposed that was better than them not being amused at all.
“How could you not know who she was?” asked Antonio. He looked genuinely puzzled.
Grant squirmed in his seat. Was he really supposed to admit in front of Cameron that since they were just hooking up, they thought it better to leave last names and personal details out of it?
To Grant’s surprise, Cameron came to his rescue. “Come on, Antonio. You left here before Chelsea arrived last week. I’m guessing you didn’t leave alone?”
Antonio grinned. “No.”
“What was her name?” Cameron turned and winked at Grant.
“Err.” Antonio rubbed his chin. “Umm. Carrie?”
“And her last name?” asked Cameron.
Antonio shrugged. “I don’t know! I … Oh.”
Grant nodded. He wanted to explain to Cameron that he wasn’t like Antonio. He didn’t go home with a different woman every weekend and not even want to know their names. He wanted to explain, but he knew anything he said would only make it sound worse.
Antonio gave him a dark look. “She’s my little cousin.”
Cameron laughed out loud. “And she’s a strong independent woman who can go home with a guy if she so chooses. I’m not playing the big brother card because she’d hate it, and you know it.”
Antonio nodded grudgingly. “Sorry,” he muttered, but he still wasn’t happy about it.
“It wasn’t just a hook-up situation. I liked her, she liked me. We agreed on no names and no details because neither of us was …” Hmm, how could he finish that sentence? They’d agreed because neither of them was looking for more than one night, so it really was just a hook-up, but it was more than that, even then.
