I couldn’t help but laugh.
“So, where’s the flower?” Victor grumbled, looking around with annoyance clearly written across his face.
“Sorry?” Jackson asked, turning toward Victor.
“Where is the flower you just had to bring over?”
He brought up his empty hands and sighed. “Oh, I must have lost it along the way. What a damn shame. And I interrupted your date, too!”
I had no idea why he was here, but it really was quite adorable, seeing him ruffle Victor’s tail feathers so easily.
“Please don’t let me hold you up any further,” Jackson pressed.
He grabbed my purse off the kitchen counter and handed it to me. I felt his warm hand press into my back as he ushered us to the door. The heat zinged down my spine, sending shivers to my core.
“I’m sure you have places to be,” he insisted.
“Reservation,” Victor mumbled.
“Of course, of course. Hurry along!”
We all exited out the front door.
Jackson raised his hand in the air, waving good-bye. “Y’all have a good time, ya hear!”
What was that man up to?
~Jackson~
I ran through the front door after watching that douche bag’s car drive away with Liv tucked inside. “Noah! Quick, throw on some shoes! We’re running to the store!”
“What?” he replied from the top of the stairs, shoving his phone in his pocket.
“We’re going to the store! Quick!”
I made hurried motions with my hands as he rolled his powdery-blue eyes.
He finally trotted down the stairs. “Okay, okay! I didn’t realize groceries were such an emergency.”
“Oh, we aren’t getting groceries.” I grinned before grabbing my keys off the counter. “We’re getting our revenge.”
Ten minutes later, we were standing in front of the balloon aisle at the local party store.
“Why are we here exactly?” Noah asked, looking up at the rainbow of balloons spread out before us.
“This is called payback.” I picked up a pack of assorted balloons. There were one hundred and fifty to a pack, and that wouldn’t be nearly enough. I needed a basket, a really big basket.
“You’re using balloons?”
“Yep,” I answered. “And you’re helping. Don’t think I don’t know who helped them figure out the new latch I had installed.”
He gave me a sheepish look and grinned. “Are you mad?”
“No. You helped clean it up, and there are worse things you could be doing late at night besides hanging out with Liv.”
I ran to the front of the store and returned to the aisle with a large basket and began shoving bags of balloons into it.
“So, you don’t hate her?” he asked.
“No, I don’t. I thought I would, but she’s not that bad.”
“So, why the balloons?”
Thinking back, I remembered the overwhelming feeling of jealousy that had sparked through me when I saw another man walking up to Liv’s door this evening. He’d looked over at me and nodded, a smug grin spreading across his face, as he’d smoothed out his hair and straightened his shirt. Every muscle in my body had tightened as I’d wanted to leap over the fence and show him the way back to his car.
She wasn’t mine to claim, which meant I’d have to deal with the endless parade of men who came knocking at her door. But that hadn’t meant I couldn’t ruin this one’s evening a little.
“You’ll understand when you’re older.”
The sun had barely risen over the horizon when I heard a faint knocking coming from my front door. It increased in volume as I lay in bed, trying to figure out who would be crazy enough to visit at this ridiculous hour.
The night before suddenly flashed before my eyes, and I grinned.
Jumping out of bed, I didn’t bother with throwing on a T-shirt before racing down the stairs to answer my early morning visitor.
“Good morning, Liv,” I said after opening the door and serving her a megawatt smile.
She stood before me in tight spandex shorts that hugged her muscled trim thighs and accentuated the curves of her body. Her hot pink sports bra nearly had me coming unglued as my eyes settled on the perfect little valley of cleavage between her breasts.
“I believe this is yours,” she said, holding a bright red balloon in her left hand.
I smiled, leaning languidly against the doorframe. “Hmm…looks familiar. Where did you find it?”
Her eyes roamed up my bare chest before she thrust the balloon at my head. “You know exactly where I found it, asshat! In my house—along with its five hundred brothers and sisters!”
“Actually, it’s eight hundred and forty-three. We counted—for fun,” I added.
I saw a grin tugging at her bottom lip before she tried to straighten it.
“How the hell did you get into my house?”
“Well, I was the last one out,” I stated, playfully waggling my eyebrows at her.
Her eyes widened. “That whole charade with you coming over was just so you could get into my house later?”
“Well, that, and I got to see you in your pretty dress,” I said with a wink.
She shook her head. “You’re impossible. And you roped your son into breaking and entering? Terrible.”
“In your professional opinion, is that better or worse than teaching him how to vandalize a home?” I questioned.
Her face went blank. “That was totally different.”
I laughed. “Of course.”
We reached an impasse, and I could see her hesitating, her eyes darting around, as she tried to grasp for something else to say. I watched her beginning to form a word, and I knew she was about to leave, so I did the only thing I could think of. I stopped her.
“Hey, are you about to go for a run?” I asked, pointing down at her shorts and running shoes like an idiot.
I’m so smooth.
“Yep.”
“Mind if I join you?”
She looked me over once again, and I smiled.
“Just give me a minute to write a note for Noah and change?”
She nodded, and I motioned for her to come inside. I watched her take a seat in the same spot where she’d sat when she last visited. I briefly wondered what it had been like when she visited Nana.
Is that where she sat? What did they speak about over those long visits for so many years?
I should have been jealous of the woman who had spent so much time with my grandmother, but instead, I was grateful to her. I was thankful Nana had had someone like Liv around when I hadn’t been there.