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They enjoyed their coffee and cake, and when Reese looked at her phone twenty minutes later, it was lit with notifications. Reese tentatively hit the app icon for one of her pages. She opened it to thousands of likes and a long list of comments. She read the first dozen or so, and a wide smile spread across her face.
“What’s going on?” Cam asked.
“It seems my picture is getting a lot of good attention,” Reese said gleefully. She handed her phone to Grady to look and then he handed it Cam.
“I think they like us,” Grady said.
She wasn’t so sure about the “us” part, but she’d take the good vibes.
Hours later, after they’d spent the evening talking sports, Reese walked Grady back to his place while Cam stayed behind and settled into the spare room. She could have let Grady leave on his own, but she wanted to thank him for coming over, and she wanted to kiss goodnight.
The kiss was amazing, like always, but as she turned to leave, Grady clasped her hand. He tilted his head a bit and narrowed his gaze slightly.
“You and Cam…really just friends?”
It was her turn to be perplexed. “Yes. We’ve been best friends since I was eight. Why?”
“It’s the way he looks at you. It’s intense.”
She thought back to a similar conversation she’d had with Cam about Grady, and she shook her head at the memory. What were the chances?
“We tried dating a million years ago, and we both agreed it wasn’t right. Really, he’s the brother I’ve always wanted. Nothing more.”
“Okay. Maybe I’m seeing things that aren’t there.”
“You are.”
She gave him one last peck on the cheek and laughed at the irony.
* * *
The good times did not last. Less than a week later, theLowdownhad a new scoop. And Reese wasn’t happy about it. She had been waiting for Grady to get home from team physicals. They’d planned to have a quiet evening in, but now she was seething. She was on his doorstep before he’d had time to set down his keys.
“We have a mole.”
Grady’s blue eyes looked at her quizzically. “A mole?”
“Someone is feeding information to that blog, theLowdown. They knew we spent the weekend at your parents’ cottage. They know about Jen’s lawyer being a jerk. They also seem to know a lot about my plus-size product launch. Like, everything. I don’t know what is going on.”
She was pacing his open-concept living room, dining room, and kitchen, while he searched through his fridge and pulled out some leftover pasta. He also grabbed a bottle of Riesling and poured her a generous glass. He passed it to her, and she took a long sip. She’d been stewing about this all afternoon.
“I’m about to do what my dad does with us when we need to work something out,” Grady said, using his teacher voice—a voice he’d never used on Reese before. “I’m assuming you’ve read the entire blog detailing all this.”
“Yes.”
“And was it positive or negative?”
That question caught Reese off guard. She really hadn’t analyzed the tone. She was angrier that anyone had divulged the info to the blog in the first place. She took a second to think back to the content, how it was written, and the overall message it had sent.
“It wasn’t negative. More informative.”
“That’s a good thing. Then it didn’t paint you in a negative light?”
“No, but someone is feeding them information.”
“Okay,” Grady said, popping his plate of pasta into the microwave. “You don’t mind if I eat?”
“No, no. Of course not.”
