Page 20 of High Value Target


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She shrugged. “You took this job. It’s not my fault if you hate your work.”

“This isn’t usually what I do.”

“Really? I thought you were the best in the business.”

“I am.”

“How can you be if you don’t usually do this?”

“Let’s just say I have more action-packed assignments. Dress shopping’s never been on the agenda before.”

“Sorry I’m not thrilling enough for you. I’ll have to work on that.”

“Oh, Christ,” he said under his breath, slipping his own shades on as she pulled through the gate and on the road.

Tinsley took out her phone and made a call. “Hey, girl. Meet me at The Villages. I’m headed there now.”

Kiley groaned. “It’ll take me an hour to get ready.”

“Just put your hair in a loose bun, throw on that adorable sundress you bought last week, and meet me there. I’ll have a mocha Frappuccino waiting for you.”

“Fine. You can always twist my arm with a mocha Frap.”

Tinsley giggled and disconnected, then her eyes scanned over what Grady was wearing. “Is that the best suit you’ve got?”

“I only wear it to blend into the scenery.”

She huffed a laugh. “Darlin’, in that suit, you don’t blend in anywhere. I guess we’ll have to get you something better today.”

“I don’t need any new clothes.”

“You do if you’re going to accompany me around town. Especially to the events I’ll be attending over the next month. You’ll stick out like a sore thumb at the Ice Ball and the Oilman’s Ball.”

His jaw tightened, and he stared at the scenery. “Then I’ll rent a tux.”

She wrinkled her nose. “A rented tux? Gross.”

“You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

She grinned big. “Not as much as I’m going to enjoy the rest of the day.”

Grady huffed and rested his arm on the door.

She settled her hand on his knee, then gave it a squeeze. “Don’t worry, Grady. I’ll be gentle.”

He picked up her wrist and moved her hand off him. “Both hands on the wheel, please, Miss Wyatt.”

With that, she laughed out loud and pressed the gas pedal.

Twenty minutes later, Tinsley pulled up to a valet stand at an exclusive looking outdoor mall. A young kid in a white shirt, black vest, and pants opened her door for her as she checked her lip gloss in the rearview mirror. He handed her a claim ticket.

As she climbed from the car and snatched it from his hand, she checked his name tag and gave him a flirty smile, patting his cheek. “This is my baby, Kevin. Take good care of her.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The Valet grinned big, and his face turned red.

Grady climbed out on his side and joined Tinsley on the walk, watching her car zoom away. “You just gave that kid the biggest thrill of his day.”

“He’ll remember me, won’t he? And I guarantee when he brings my car back, there won’t be a mark on it. Come on.”

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