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She waited for Nan to give her some unwanted advice. But there was nothing. Even Nan didn’t know how to reply to a big bruiser of a man, who didn’t always operate on the right side of the law, being so damn sweet it was shocking.
He ran his thumb over her cheek and her legs gave out. She would have fallen to the floor if Grady hadn’t moved in behind her.
Damn.
She closed her eyes, wanting to savor this feeling.
Because being between the two of them? It kind of felt like heaven. She’d experienced it once. And like the greedy person she was. She wanted more and more.
Being between the two of them made her feel so warm. As though she had someone she could lean on and into because they could take the weight of her life and lessen it for her.
Make it so she could conquer anything.
“Baby, you need to turn the heating up in here,” Steele lightly scolded. “You’re cold.”
“I’m always kind of cold. I turn it up much more and poor Brooks roasts to death.”
“Then you should have socks on,” Grady said.
“Or her slippers. Put thick socks on the list.”
“List? What list?” she asked.
“The ‘things we need to provide for Effie’ list,” Steele told her.
“You do not have any such list,” she said, glaring up at him.
He just looked down at her. His face was serious.
Lord help her.
“You guys don’t need to keep buying me stuff.”
“Gonna disagree with you about that, baby girl,” Steele replied.
Then he stepped back and she stumbled forward. But he grasped her around her hips, steadying her.
Then he turned her to face Grady, who studied her intently. “How are you feeling this morning?”
Was that why they were here on a Sunday? To check in on her?
What the heck had happened last night that they thought they had to come today and check on her in person?
“I’m good.”
“Is your back sore?” Grady asked.
“No, it’s fine. Thank you for asking.”
Grady’s face softened, growing warm. “You’re welcome, Twinkletoes.” He didn’t touch her. But that look on his face . . . yeah, her legs were growing weak again.
“How about your stomach? Any nausea? Chills? Headaches?” he asked.
“Um, no. Is there a reason I would have those things?”
“You ever drunk alcohol while taking those pain pills of yours?” Steele asked gruffly.
She turned so fast that the room spun. An arm wrapped around her middle. That was something that Steele would do if he saw her growing dizzy. But Steele was in front of her.
