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Grady’s jaw dropped with disbelief. He wasn’t used to people giving his shit right back to him.
Grady pointed at Holt as we left the dance floor. “If you take advantage of my sister, I’ll”
“Whoa there.” Avon inserted herself between Grady and Holt. “Let’s go get some air, babe.”
Coulter joined the two of them. “Yeah, it’s definitely time for some fresh air. Let’s go.”
Holt and Grady’s gazes were locked in an alpha male stare-off. I tried to lead Holt in the opposite direction, but he wouldn’t budge.
Finally, Grady left with Avon and Coulter. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“I didn’t do anything wrong,” Holt said, his eyes apologetic. “I’m not backing down from him when I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Men. I didn’t understand why they had to piss on things and pound their chests to prove their virility.
“I know,” I said. “My brother isn’t reasonable about some things.”
He nodded. “He’s always been that way.”
“Always.”
Holt looked from side to side. “Something smells amazing.”
“I think it’s potato skins. They make killer potato skins here.”
“You feel like getting some food?”
I nodded. “I’m famished. And thirsty.”
“Let’s do it, then. I bet you don’t get many meals you didn’t have to cook yourself.”
I laughed. “I don’t eat the stuff you guys get in the dining hall. I’m lucky if I get to scarf a muffin or a turkey sandwich during the day.”
“That’s not cool.”
I shrugged. “I love cooking for other people. That’s the fun part of it for me.”
“Have you always loved it?”
“As long as I can remember. I always wanted to help my mom in the kitchen.”
We walked into the dining side of The Barn, where Holt found a small, open table for two.
“Tell you what,” he said as we both sat down. “You teach me a few things in the kitchen, and then I’ll make you a fantastic dinner.”
My stomach flipped at how date-like his invitation sounded.
“I’m in,” I said.
“I’ll cook for you in my new kitchen. My house should be done in about a month.”
“How’s it coming?”
He smiled, his eyes sparkling with happiness. “I love it. You should come by and see it sometime.”
“I’d like that.”
I didn’t know what I was doing. Because I wasn’t the kind of woman who messed around with a single dad. Especially not one so fresh off of his last relationship, trying to raise his kids completely alone.
