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She pursed her lips, squinting. “Hmm, I thought you two weren’t well-acquainted.”
“We’re not.”
“Then why would he come to you for an opinion?” she challenged. “Especially at such a late hour?”
“You’d have to ask him.”
She nodded. “I can do that.”
“No,” I blurted out, dropping my spoon into the bowl. “No, no, you can’t. You need to leave the man be.”
“Then perhaps you’d better cough up the truth.”
I exhaled heavily. “You do realize that this is none of your business, right?”
“And what does that have to do with anything?”
I rolled my eyes. “Can’t you just let this go?”
“No way. It’s too juicy.”
Cursing under my breath, I picked up my spoon. “What you really want to know is if we had sex last night, right? Well, the answer is no.”
Her brow furrowed. “Why else would you invite him over here?”
“I didn’t invite him, he just showed up.”
“And you let him in, when you bring very few into your sanctuary. Odd. As is the fact that he was so sure he’d be welcome. Butnotso odd if you’ve been spending time with him elsewhere lately.” She grinned a-freaking-gain. “You have, haven’t you?”
I scooped some cereal onto my spoon. “Look, Grams—”
“Don’t bother to deny it, missy. It’s obvious that he’s no virtual stranger to you anymore. Be honest, you two havebeen sneaking around doing the dirty.”
“There was no sneaking.”
“But youhavebeendoing the dirty, right?” It wasn’t really a question, it was a confident statement that dared me to lie.
I chewed on my cereal, thinking once again that I really needed to throttle her. “Yes, okay? Yes, we have. And I’m asking you not to make a big deal out of it.”
Her dancing eyes widened. “Out of what? That, for the first time ever, you had a man over here for a late-night boogie? Now why would that be a big deal?”
I felt my brow crease. “A late-night what?”
“You know what I mean.” She leaned forward. “Is he good in the sack?”
“Grams, I am absolutely not having this con—Would you wipe that smirk off your face, please?”
“How can I not smirk when you two are humping like bunnies, just like I predicted?” She clasped her hands together, excited. “Where do you think he’ll propose? A restaurant, maybe, or—”
“See, this is why I didn’t tell you about it.” I dumped my spoon back in my bowl. “I knew you’d blow it all out of proportion.”
“I doubt I’m the only one blowing things, if you catch my meaning.”
I groaned and picked up my mug. “Do you have to do this to me?”
“Of course not, but an old lady has to get her kicks somehow.” Her eyes lit up. “Ooh, you should invite him here for dinner one night.”
“No.”
