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“But I’m sure you’re a nice guy too,” she said.
There was a beat of silence, and then Grady made another strange noise.
“Nice?” Steele asked in a strangled voice.
“Uh-huh. I mean, you can be nice sometimes. You bought me these awesome slippers.”
“You didn’t want the slippers,” Grady pointed out.
“Well, it’s not that I didn’t want them,” she prevaricated. “I just don’t think I should wear slippers into a restaurant.”
“When else has he been nice?” Grady asked.
“Uh, well, um . . .” Shoot. “He held me while I was vomiting. That was nice.”
“Was it?” Grady said.
“Sure. And he made sure that my feet didn’t touch the ground.”
“Yes, he is most definitely a nice guy,” Grady said.
“Shut up, Grady. And I’m not a nice guy. Call me that again, and you’re fired, got me?” Steele said grumpily.
“Seriously?” she whispered.
“Not seriously.” Grady frowned at Steele. “He’s joking.”
“I never joke.”
No more calling him nice. Got it.
11
“You okay?”
Steele glanced over at Grady. “She called me nice.”
Grady’s lips twitched and Steele sat back with a sigh. Effie had just headed off to the restroom. Thankfully, they had a private bathroom attached to this room.
That was because he owned this restaurant and no one used this room but him. Which was also why they could come in through the back entrance. Steele could count on one hand the amount of people he liked and wanted to spend time with.
Yet here he was at dinner with Effie. Voluntarily.
She intrigued him. Stirred him. Very little interested him anymore. The only people he truly cared about were Grady, Quillon, and Millie.
“Hmm, she did.”
“Nice. Me? Is she blind?”
Grady stared thoughtfully over at him. “Not blind. But I think she likes to see the good in people.”
“Naive.”
“Perhaps.”
That wasn’t good. Especially if she was going to work for them. It meant he’d have to make sure she was protected.
“She could get walked all over.”
