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“It’s too much fun listening to you.”
“I’ll ask one,” Grady offered. “What turns you on?” His question was for Tinsley, but she sucked her lips into her mouth and shook her head.
Kiley’s arm shot up. “Oh, I know. She loves when a man backs a woman against a door or wall or something.”
“Kiley!” Tinsley covered her face with a throw pillow.
“What? Every time we see that in a movie, you always swoon over it. Don’t deny it.”
“Good to know,” Grady teased, puffing on his cigar.
“What turnsyouon?” Tinsley dropped the pillow and gave it right back to him.
“I like a woman who initiates sex once in a while. I don’t want it to always have to be up to me.”
“Hmm. Good to know.” Kiley lifted a brow toward Tinsley. “Isn’t that good to know, Tins?”
Tinsley smiled behind her glass. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.”
“This is the best conversation I’ve had all week, maybe all month,” Kiley replied.
They finished both bottles of wine, and Tinsley and Kiley were getting glassy eyed and silly.
Grady tamped out his cigar. “Maybe we should eat something. You got a grill on the property?”
“Of course. It’s on the patio off the kitchen.” Tinsley pointed behind her.
“Your father said he’d have someone do some shopping for us. Let’s go see if there’s anything we can throw on the grill.” Grady stood and extended his hand to her.
“Okay.” She let him pull her to her feet.
Kiley leaned her head back. “You two go. My head is spinning. I’m just going to sit here a minute and watch the sunset.”
“You have to open your eyes for that, sweetie,” Tinsley teased.
“Shush,” Kiley replied. “You’re killing my buzz.”
Grady held the door for Tinsley and followed her inside. He paused, noticing the portrait above the fireplace. It was of Tinsley and Pharaoh. He pointed to it. “I like that shot.”
She followed his eyes. “Oh, God. It’s embarrassing.”
“Why? It’s a great shot.”
“I have three brothers. I’m the only one over the fireplace in that prime spot.”
“You’re obviously Daddy’s favorite, huh?”
“There’s the proof to rub in my brothers’ faces.”
“I’m sure they don’t care. I’m sure they don’t want their photo up there.”
“It’s huge.”
“Well, the shot of Pharaoh is nice.”
She slugged him in the arm. “Brat.”
He chuckled all the way to the kitchen, then opened the big double door refrigerator that probably cost more than his truck. It was spotless, with food and drink neatly lined up. There were steaks, lamb chops, salmon, eggs, sparkling water, juices of all kinds, and a multitude of fresh fruits and vegetables.
