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“You could have just said my name.”
“Really?”
“Or stood in front of me. Waved your hand or something.”
“Never would have thought of that,” he said sarcastically.
“Oh. You, um, you tried that already, didn’t you?” she asked.
“I did.”
“Hmm. So, you decided to just pick me up?”
“Seemed like a way to get your attention.”
“I’d say it worked,” she replied mildly. “Do you have any plans to put me down or . . .”
“Figured I might just keep you like this so I can be sure you’ll listen to me.”
“You don’t think your arms will get tired?”
“Not anytime soon. And if they do, I can always put you over my shoulder.”
“That’s a possibility. I might start to feel ill, though.”
“Yeah? How about I sit you on my hip?”
Interest filled her face. Did she like that idea?
“Or over my knee.”
“I don’t think there’s a reason for any of that since I’m listening now, right?”
He eyed her for a long moment, then slowly set her down. But he quickly took hold of her hand and led her over to an armchair. He sat and opened his legs, drawing her between his thighs. Then he took hold of her hands. “We have a few things to discuss.”
Her stomach made a grumbling noise.
“Quickly. Since you sound hungry.”
“We could skip the chat and go straight to the food.” She glanced over at the door worriedly.
“It’s stopped snowing,” he reassured her. “Some has settled, though. You okay with that?”
“I think so. I’m trying to be, anyway.”
He squeezed her hands and she turned back to face him.
“We’ll leave your car here and you’ll drive back with me.”
Panic filled her face as she shook her head. “I can’t . . . it’s that bad? I’ve been saving some money to fix it up. It can’t be fixed?”
Shit. He wished he could lie and tell her that it was a write-off. That would solve his issues.
“It’s fixable,” he told her reluctantly. “The mechanic said he can get it running well enough to get you to Billings. It needs a new battery. And the heater isn’t working.” He shot her a stern look and she grimaced. “You want to explain why you thought driving a car in January without a working heater was a good idea?”
“Well . . . I didn’t need it in Georgia.”
“Greer,” he said warningly.
