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“I bet it was just an excuse for your stalker to get Marilla’s address,” deadpans Rami.
“Stop,” I giggle.
“Mr. Everitt is in the information business,” replies Stanley cheerily. “If he’d wanted to get the address, it would have taken him all of fifteen minutes.”
“Well, that’s reassuring,” retorts Rami flatly as Stanley’s eyes crinkle up in amusement through the mirror.
“I happen to know Greyson’s been lonely without you this week,” says Stan as he drives us into our district.
It was actually Grey who wanted to pick us up and drive us home, but I know full well that if he comes to my place, he won’t leave for several days and I do actually have to work to pay my rent. In fact, I have two back-to-back yoga classes I’m giving at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning. “I know Greyson has missed you.”
“Oh, I’m sure he’s survived,” I say with a smile to Rami’s eyeroll. “Do you visit him at his apartment?” I ask Stanley as he turns left onto a street not far from mine.
“From time to time,” he replies. “But I’m not cut out for the city. Besides, there’s lots to do at the house, even if it is empty during the week.”
“Were you there when the barn was last used?” I ask.
“I was indeed.”
“There were horses once, right?”
“That’s mainly what the barn was used for. His grandfather loved them. Do you ride?”
“A little,” I reply. “I do volunteer work for this organization that tries to rehome wild horses who have been put into these God-awful pens by the government to keep them from roaming free.”
“And you’re thinking that his home could be a good place for—”
“God, that sounds terrible, doesn’t it?” I groan as Rami grins at my ways. “Dated him less than a month and I’m portioning out his house.”
“It’s good to have vision,” he responds with a smile. “The place could do with a woman’s eye. It will be the first time since… Well, for a long time.”
I wonder for a second why his grandparents left the house and land to him and not his mother, but I think that would be too invasive a question for even me.
“He really hasn’t brought women there before?” I ask, aware that I’m being very cheeky by asking for private information.
“You know I can’t give away Greyson’s secrets, Miss Indigo,” he says, a playful reproach hanging from his lips, “but seeing as Greyson clearly already told you, no, I’ve not seen another woman there.”
He eyes me through the rearview mirror, grinning as I blush with embarrassment at asking such a needy question. I shake my head, smiling back at him.
“Any other questions now that Greyson isn’t with us?” asks Stanley.
“Well…”
I want to ask about the fact that between the empty barn, the pristine garden, and the rooms without a hair out of place, it’s almost like a ghost lives there. If I didn’t know better, I’d have assumed it hadn’t been lived in for years.
But honestly, I don’t know if I want the answer to that.
“No. Nothing,” I say as Stanley pulls up in front of my house, his expression suddenly sterner as he undoes his seatbelt and turns to face me.
“Here we are, Miss Indigo. Do you want me to see you to your door before I drop your friend off?”
“I’m getting out here too,” says Rami.
“Are you sure?” I ask.
“Yeah. Fran’s at home and I’ve done enough peopling in the last twenty-four hours to last me a month. I’m gonna walk for a bit so I don’t end up stabbing the fruit bowl to pieces like last week.”
“Okay,” I chuckle. “Thanks for driving us, Stanley.”
