"Yup."
I blinked. "Oh…well…"
"We'llhandle it." He grinned. "Together." His warm gaze held mine. "Deal?"
Now I was grinning, too. "Deal."
81
No More Faking It
Maisie
I giggled against his shirt. "We should stop."
Into my hair, he murmured, "Probably."
We were hiding out in the back room, locked in a tight embrace while Trevor handled the customers out front.
He had returned just in time to help us finish fourteen bike rentals and a couple of drop-offs – people returning bikes from earlier in the day.
In all the commotion, Griff and I hadn't found even a moment alone to talk. And now that wewerealone, I couldn't decide whether to kiss him again or ask some of the questions that were still piling up.
But just as I pulled back to gaze up at him, Griff beat me to the punch by asking, "So, you wrote me a letter, huh?" He smiled. "Was it a good letter? Or a 'screw you' letter?"
"Well…I guess you'd call it a thank-you letter." A lump rose in my throat as I remembered everything I'd poured out onto the page. "And some other stuff."
He looked intrigued. "Like what?"
With an awkward laugh, I said, "But if I tell you now, it'll ruin the letter."
His tone grew teasing. "But if youdon'ttell me now, I'll have my mom get it out of you." He lowered his voice. "Trust me. She can ferret out anything."
I stifled a laugh. "Are you seriously threatening to sic your mom on me?"
He grinned. "Hell, yeah." He leaned his forehead against mine. "So if I were you, I'd get talking."
I swallowed a snicker. "Okay, fine." Once again, I pulled back to look at him. In a quieter voice, I said, "I know what you did."
"Yeah? And what's that?"
"Aside from sending me Trevor? With a bonus? And getting me a security system? And refusing to let me pay you?"
"If you're talking about that check, Icouldn’ttake it. And you wanna know why?"
"Why?"
"Because you already paid me."
I made a sound of disbelief. "What, with sandwiches?"
He smiled. "No, with everything else."
I couldn't help but smile back. "But you saved my business. That whole loan thing…I know it was you." Warmth bloomed in my chest. "Did you seriously buy that loan company just to make sure I got financing?"
He shrugged. "Call it a smart investment."
"I'm serious."
