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"Real, as far as the world and my grandmother are concerned." Just then, the phone in my back pocket vibrates.
"Are you going to get that?" she murmurs.
"Only if I continue to inhale your pussy scent while I talk to whoever is on the other side." I pull out my phone, glance at the screen, and stiffen.Oh hell.
"Are you okay? Who is it?"
"My grandmother." I sigh before bringing the phone to my ear to answer it, "Hey, Grams."
"There you are, darling boy. You’re all over the internet with that beautiful fiancée of yours."
Of course, she noticed. Grams is tech savvy. She might be eighty-two, but she’s very connected with world events. She scans the news every day on her tablet, and until a month ago, invested in the stock-market using an online app. She’s also physically active. She goes for daily walks and takes part in social activities with her book club. Which is why it came as a surprise when she was diagnosed as having blocked arteries in her heart a month ago.
Dr. Kincaid said it was age-related. He advised her to cut back on stress, which is when she handed over her investment management to a consultant. The doc had been clear: it was best to have surgery and have stents fitted into her heart to prevent the possibility of a heart attack. Grams refused to get the procedure done until I settled down.
"Is she there with you?" she asks.
"Yep, she’s here."Very much here.
I press my cheek into the soft skin of her belly. She melts into me then squeaks, "You’re talking to your grandmother."
She tries to pull away, but I hold her in place. "I was going to tell you about her, Grams, but things got a little out of control, and we had to give an interview this morning—"
"—no matter. When are you bringing her over?"
"Soon." I turn my nose into her belly and bite down on the skin lightly.
She trembles, then grabs the hair at the back of my head and tugs on it. "Stop it," she admonishes in a low voice.
"Is that your fiancée? Her name’s Giorgina, right? Can I talk to her?"
I blink, then slowly straighten and hand the phone over to her. "Grams wants to talk to you."
"What?" Goldie’s eyes grow so big, they seem to fill her face. "What do you mean, she wants to talk to me?"
I raise a shoulder, then wave the phone under her nose.
"Giorgina, is that you?" My grams’ voice can be heard through the receiver.
Goldie glowers at me then takes the phone and holds it to her ear. "Hello, Grams. This is Giorgina."
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Gio
"I’ve been waiting for so long to meet you. My prayers have finally been answered," Grams gushes. The emotions pour through the phone, and I freeze. Oh wow, she does believe we are engaged to be married. And she’s happy about it. Considering I don’t have anyone else in my family I needed to notify about the breaking news of my fake engagement, it’s overwhelming to have this kind of reaction from someone who clearly cares for him. I hold his gaze, then glance away. "That’s a very sweet thing to say, Grams."
"You two look so cute together. And you only have eyes for each other. I knew when he finally fell it would be for a woman who’s strong and confident. Someone who won't put up with his shenanigans."
I chuckle. "You haven’t even met me and—"
"And I’m good at reading the nuances, young lady. That kiss between the two of you is somethin' else. And he has eyes only for you in every picture. He’s smitten, Giorgina, and with good reason. From what I gathered, you have a firm head on your shoulders. And you're beautiful, too!"
I bite the inside of my cheek. "Thank you, I guess?"
"So, when am I seeing the both of you?"
I glance up at Rick who murmurs, "Tomorrow?"
