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“I am.” Well, physically she was. And she’d get there emotionally. Eventually. But she knew that Gray wouldn’t allow her to be anything other than all right.
“The bruise on your face looks better.”
“Yeah, it feels fine now.”
Gray led her to a chair, pulling it out so she could sit.
Immy sighed and they all stared over at her. But she was giving Gray dreamy eyes.
“What?” she said as she noticed everyone staring at her. “He’s such a gentleman.”
Jenner shook his head at her, looking irritated.
“There’s food on the sideboard. If you want anything else let me know,” Immy said cheerfully.
“You’re not his personal chef, Immy,” Jenner said grouchily.
“I know,” Immy responded, giving him a querying look. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.”
“Sit there, I’ll get your breakfast,” Gray told her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
Immy leaned in as he walked to the sideboard. “He’s a keeper. I love the way he takes care of you.”
“He’s probably just getting me breakfast so he can fill my plate with healthy stuff.”
Sure enough, when it came back, her plate had fluffy scrambled eggs, a piece of wheat toast, and there was a small bowl of fruit salad. At least he’d added a couple of slices of bacon.
Gray sat next to her. “Eat, girl.”
She picked up her fork, but she didn’t have much of an appetite.
“Are you guys really leaving today?” Immy asked.
“Yes,” Gray said. “But I need to arrange a rental car to drive home.”
Everyone nodded. They all knew about her fear of flying in those tin death traps. They were worse than elevators.
“You’re leaving so soon?” Abe asked.
“It will be safer for everyone,” Gray told him. “Obviously, her stalker knows she’s here. And while she’s here you’re all at risk.”
Sampson frowned, but didn’t say anything.
“But we’ll wait for Isaiah,” Gray added. “When is he due back?”
She turned to look at Gray in surprise. “We will?”
“Yes.” He leaned in to talk to her quietly. “Do I need to feed you, little girl?”
Crap. She should have known he’d notice. She forked up some eggs, eating them slowly.
“He’s coming in at lunchtime,” Sampson said.
“Sampson, I’d also like to speak to you about something after breakfast.”
He would? What? She frowned at him.
“Last warning,” he said quietly to her.
