Forever Too Far
fiancée. I got her all fixed up.”
Rush smirked at his father then headed over to me. He bent down and placed a kiss on top of my head. “You look beautiful,” he whispered.
“Are you okay?” I asked, not able to hold back my concern. I needed to know he wasn’t upset about Grant and Nan.
“Yeah, I’m fine. I think Grant has wised up and it’ll all be okay.”
I frowned. Grant wised up? What did he mean?
“We’ll talk about it later. Eat,” he said with a wink and walked over to fix himself a plate.
Dean put a glass of orange juice and a glass of milk in front of me, then took the seat to my left. He was holding a large cup of coffee in his hands but that was all.
“You aren’t going to eat?” I asked as he drank from the steaming cup.
He shook his head. “Nope. I just drink my breakfast.”
Rush put his plate down on the other side of me. He had piled his plate with everything that was left over. Apparently , he was hungry. “Sorry I didn’t get to help you finish it but thanks for cooking.”
“Glad I got to. It’s been awhile since I cooked you breakfast,” Dean replied.
I liked seeing Rush with his dad. They appeared normal. I was getting to be a part of his family this way. I doubted I’d ever get this chance with his mom and sister but his dad seemed to accept me.
“ Now that I know you can cook I’m going to volunteer you to help me cook our Thanksgiving dinner,” I informed Dean.
Dean grinned. “I would love to. It’s been awhile since I’ve had one of those too. I’m looking forward to spending it with the two of you.”
The pleased smile on Rush’s face warmed me. “I’m going to go to the grocery store today and buy the rest of our supplies.”
“I’ll go with you,” Rush replied.
“No you will stay here with your dad. Y’all could go play a round of golf or something. I can pick up what we need by myself. Besides, I think Bethy wants to tag along. She’s making the corn casserole and pumpkin pie for tomorrow.”
“I refuse to fucking golf. But spending the day catching up sounds good. We could go over to Destin and catch the new Bond movie. I’ve been wanting to see it. I’ll even take you to lunch.”
I could tell by the look on Rush’s face that didn’t want to go and I knew it was only because he hated to get that far away from me. I reached over and squeezed his hand tightly. “That sounds like fun. Y’all go do that and I’ll have time to spend with Bethy.”
Rush nodded but I could tell he hadn’t wanted to give in.
I took a bite of my eggs and smiled over at Dean. “These are so good. Thank you.”
He beamed at me. I was glad he was here. This holiday we wouldn’t be completely without our parents.
“Please, Blaire. I am begging you, please.” Bethy stood in front of me bouncing on her toes with her hands folded in front of her like she praying. The pleading look in her eyes almost made me laugh.
“Didn’t you grow up here? How is it that you’ve never met Dean before now?” I asked as I took a grocery bag out of the back of the Range Rover.
“I’m the poor folks. You know that! I work for the rich; I don’t socialize with them. Come on, I know I’ll see him tomorrow but I want to meet him now. While Jace isn’t here to see me swoon.”
I made a gagging noise. “He’s too old to swoon over. Gross!”
“You are kidding me , right? Dean Finlay’s last girlfriend was like twenty-one. Someone like him never gets too old to swoon over.”
I disagreed. Dean was close to fifty years old. H e had to be. Why was he dating someone younger than his son? That was disgusting. “You planning on leaving Jace to become a notch on Dean’s bed post?” I teased and headed for the front door of the beach house.
“Of course not. I just wanna,” she stopped and grabbed a bag then scrambled up the steps behind me. “I just wanna meet him. See those eyes and breathe the same air.”
This time I did laugh. I couldn’t help i t. She was cracking me up. “He’s a normal guy. He’s also Rush’s dad and I doubt Rush will want you coming into the house acting like a complete and total fangirl. So you need to get it together before Thanksgiving dinner.
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