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“Please. I want to try the full Boathouse breakfast.” She hit the answer button on her phone.
“Hey, Grady. What’s up? Is everything all right?” It might have been her imagination, but Marcos didn’t seem very happy. She hoped he didn’t have a problem with her being on the phone. It was about the restaurant. He had to understand that.
“Hey, Molly Moo. Everything’s fine here. Everything apart from the fact that you’re not here. I miss you.”
She laughed. “Don’t be crazy. I’ll bet you’re glad of the opportunity to run things your way for once.”
“Nah. I prefer being under you—or I would if I got the chance.”
She felt the heat in her cheeks and turned away to look out at the lake. What would Marcos think if he could hear? “Well. You won’t. Have you got everything ready for today? You know it always gets crazy on the weekend.”
“Of course, I do. I’m not just a pretty face, you know. I can take care of business. But I think a monkey could run this place if they followed the instructions you left. You covered everything—nothing’s left to chance.”
“Nor should it be. So, what do you need?”
“You, to come back.” He chuckled. It was a sexy laugh, she’d give him that. If she hadn’t given her heart away to Marcos when she was a kid, she could see herself being interested in Grady.
“I’ll be back on Sunday.”
“Are you going to come in?”
“Probably.”
“You should. Come in and have dinner. I’ll take good care of you.”
She had to laugh at the innuendo in his voice. “Don’t you wish.”
“I do.”
“Well, sorry, but it’s not going to happen.”
“Okay. I’ll let you get on with your day. I just wanted to hear your voice. I miss you.”
Molly shook her head. “Whatever. I’ll see you on Sunday. Call me if anything comes up.”
“Seriously?” She knew full well what he meant by the way he laughed.
“Anything with the restaurant. Bye.” She hung up and put her phone away with a smile. Grady was a goofball, but he was a good guy, and she knew the restaurant was in capable hands while he was in charge.
“Is everything all right?” Marcos looked a lot less happy and relaxed than he had earlier.
“Yes, it’s fine. Grady was just checking in.”
“Is he the guy who you said asks you out?”
Molly nodded, wondering what his problem was, and then it hit her. “Oh, wow! Don’t tell me you’re going Mr. Pouty Italian on me?”
He pursed his lips and looked away. “I was just curious.”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “About what?”
“About what kind of relationship the two of you have.”
“A working one. Though even if it were more than that …” She stopped and shook her head. “There’s nothing going on between us, there never has been. But honestly, it pisses me off that you’re acting jealous. You left me and married Caterina. How could you have a problem with me seeing someone else? For all you knew, I could have gotten married myself.”
“I would have known.”
He was right, of course. Just because he hadn’t been around, his brother was still one of her best friends, his parents still came to town every year. “I know! But you get my point. You don’t have any right to act jealous.” She slowed down and forced herself to take a deep breath. “And more to the point, there’s nothing for you to be jealous about. I told you that yesterday. He’s a good guy. He’s good for the restaurant. He’d go out with me if I said yes. But I haven’t said yes—because I was too busy pining for this Sicilian jerk who dumped me years ago.”
