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“He’s too old for her.”
That made the Governor chuckle. He too was a decade older than his wife, but he kept his mouth shut.
The sound of muffled laughter from his grandfather gave Chase pause. Both James and Lila could easily tell the moment their grandson had done the math in his head and made the connection. “That’s different.”
“Why?” Lila didn’t mince words.
Chase stared into his drink as if the ice cubes held a secret code before shaking his head. “It just is.”
“Is there something wrong with Jack?” Lila continued.
“Of course not.” For the first time in the conversation, Chase almost looked repentant.
“So he’s a good man?”
Reluctantly, Chase nodded.
“Hard worker?”
Another nod.
“A good friend?”
“You know he is.” Chase draped his hand behind his neck. “It’s just Siobhan. I don’t want her to be another notch on his bedpost. She’s a good kid.”
“I believe,” James spoke up, “your grandmother has reminded you, she’s not a kid.”
“Fine.” Tension returned to Chase’s shoulders. “I don’t want my grown-up sister to be another notch on his bedpost.”
“While I agree with you,” Lila reached over to scratch behind the ears of Honey who had come to sit beside her, “I apparently have more faith in your sister and your friend than you do.”
“Anyone who goes after my sister isn’t the friend I thought he was.”
“All right.” Lila continued to scratch the dog’s ears. “What was the name of that young man who followed our Siobhan around like a puppy?”
“Dwayne,” James replied.
“What about him?” Lila leveled her gaze with Chase’s. “Would he be better for your sister?”
“That pimply-faced kid wouldn’t know what to do with an electric bill if it bit him on the as…butt.”
Lila smiled. “Very well. Maybe that fellow she dated her senior year of college. The one who wanted her to join him in the mountains of South America to work with the indigenous tribes.”
“She was smitten with him,” James added.
“That would fade fast after her first case of Montezuma’s revenge.”
“I believe that’s Mexico.” James tried not to laugh at his grandson’s struggles to justify his actions—and misguided opinions.
Chase set his empty glass on the table beside him. “Whatever.”
For a short moment, Lila and James exchanged glances.
It was clear to him that his wife felt she’d made her point. Waiting a long few moments before speaking again, “Perhaps you should ask your sister what she thinks of Jack.”
“I know what she thinks. She was kissing him.”
Lila bobbed her head. “Very well. Then perhaps the one you need to talk to is Jack. Without your fists. After all, he’s the only one who knows his intentions.”
