“See?” He raised an eyebrow. “I’m not always grumpy.”
I bit my lip. “Who said you were grumpy?”
“Last time I counted…?” He raised his head and glanced around the room. “Everyone.”
I wrinkled my nose and he grinned. “But I think you’re making me less grumpy.”
“Or maybe you’re destined to make me a littlemoregrumpy.”
“Okay, we’ll be two old grumps together, retired in Vail.”
“Aren’t old people supposed to retire in Florida?”
“No fuckin’ way.”
“Why?”
“Sharks.”
“What?”
“Fuckin’ sharks, man. I hate ’em. But we have an agreement. I don’t go near them, and they don’t eat me.”
“You have an agreement, huh?”
“Have you ever seen a shark messin’ with me?”
“Would now be a good time to point out the Apex Predators’ president’s name is Jaws?”
He sighed. “Let’s change the subject if we want to keep my grumpy meter low.”
“How about we just enjoy the dance?”
He grinned. “That’s why you’re the brains of the operation.”
“I love you, Mr. Reid.”
“I love you, too, Mrs. Reid.”
He kissed me gently, then we finished our dance, and headed back to the cabin.
Wrath
Aweek orso later, things were quiet on the Jaws front. A little too quiet. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t rushing to send my woman into a bullshit situation, but I also wanted this dark cloud over us gone.
In the meantime, we were taking advantage of the quiet and spending as much time together as possible. Right now, she was meeting with Taxi and Sundance, and she’d been ensconced in Sundance’s office for almost two hours. I wanted to know what the fuck was going on, so I made my way down the hall to find out.
“What do you mean you can’t find him?”Sundance bellowed.
I scowled, pushing open the door and stepping inside. “That tone changes now, Sundance.”
No one on the fuckin’ planet talked to Sierra that way.
“Wrath,” Sierra admonished.
“What?”
“I’m fine, honey. Sundance is frustrated. We all are.”