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They grew silent, sharing another look.
“But you are our charge while you’re here,” Ian said.
Right. A responsibility.
Woo-hoo.
She felt a stab of sadness before she pushed it aside. Even if they didn’t want to be with her, Jack had asked her on a date. And Ian could barely take his eyes off her.
Their obsession was totally obvious.
Any doubts were shoved into that box in her head. The lock on it was wearing thin. But it was holding for now.
If it ever cracked open, she’d probably go bald and crazy. But that was a worry for another day.
“I need to check on Uncle Willy. Make sure he’s drunk his water.”
“He’s a grown man,” Ian told her. “He can take care of himself. Drink more of this.”
“I’m a grown woman,” she pointed out. Not that she wanted them to stop fussing.
“No comment.” Jack grinned at her. “And your uncle looks like he’s packing up. So unless you want him to come over here and find Ian forcing that drink down your throat, you might want to drink up.”
“Fine,” she grumbled. “But I liked you both better when you were less bossy.”
“You like me no matter how I am,” Jack replied.
“And you said you didn’t want me to change who I am.”
She rolled her eyes. But it was true. She liked them both.
Too much.
16
Jameson had to stop himself from running into the house.
When he’d finally had time to look at his phone today, he’d discovered two texts. One from Jack asking him to come over and check on Maggie. And another from Ian demanding that he come over immediately and ensure that Maggie was okay.
It was probably just a scratch. Ian tended to exaggerate when it came to her. But Jack wasn’t prone to worrying over nothing.
He had his bag in hand as he entered the quiet house. He moved through to the kitchen where he found Ian preparing a tray of food. There was a bowl of fruit salad, sliced cheese, crackers, yogurt, and what looked to be a strawberry smoothie and an electrolyte drink.
“Aww, you didn’t have to do this for me.”
“I didn’t,” Ian snapped back.
He’d always struggled to recognize a joke.
“It’s for Maggie. Come on, you can come up with me.”
“She’s so sick that she can’t come down to eat?” Maybe he was wrong and Ian hadn’t been exaggerating this time.
“She’s not sick,” Jack said, coming up behind him.
Jameson jumped, then turned to scowl at Jack. The other man knew that Jameson hated when he snuck up on him.
“Mr. Mum here is just being extra fussy.”
