for lunch. Plus, weren’t you and I kind of finished?”
Finished? “I wasn’t. I think you noticed that. I wouldn’t have minded…you know…” Graham chuckled. “Buying you breakfast.”
The corner of her mouth flickered at the innuendo. “Or ordering room service. You mentioned that. I just…didn’t want to extend something into the next day that I didn’t figure would turn into anything. I thought you lived up there.”
“I used to. I grew up there.”
“You were visiting friends?”
“Yes.” Graham sighed. “One of my school friends was going through a tough situation. Lady related. Then, he got all depressed and bailed on me.”
“Poor you.”
“Exactly,” he chuckled. “Poor me. Don’t worry. He got it straightened out. They’re getting married on Valentine’s Day. He and his fiancée are expecting a baby.”
Jonah had called him a week or so after New Year’s. Betting on Shannon worked out for him. He was the baby daddy, and they were now living in bliss. Another one of Graham’s wing men off the market.
“I’m glad it worked out for him. And you get to put on a suit and buy a gravy boat.”
“Nope. He’s doing a small, family-only wedding.”
“You’re wiggling out of being a groomsman?”
“He asked if it bothered me that I don’t get to be a best man. They don’t have any attendants. Honestly, I don’t think his wife-to-be has any family or many friends in the area.”
“Odd.”
Graham shrugged. “Whatever he wants. It’s funny. We used to run the streets together, and now he’s picking out curtains for the nursery. If you knew Jonah, you’d know how insane that is. I’d tell you stories, but we’re sworn to secrecy on the juiciest ones.”
At times, Graham didn’t know what to make of his friend’s sudden domestication. Jonah was so…happy. The security of finding the one turned Jonah into a different guy. Graham enjoyed himself, but he had never been that happy.
* * *
F or a moment , Alexa thought Graham might get sentimental. Only a flash, then the wickedness returned to his eyes.
“My cousin is pregnant,” Alexa said. “She’s been overtaken with baby fever, but Taryn has always been that girl you knew was going to get married and be mommy. And her husband already had a daughter, so she’s been in mommy mode for a while.”
“Jonah’s wife has a kid too.”
“A ready-made family? Crazy, right?” Alexa cringed as if she’d swallowed something foul.
“Totally.”
“I mean. I’m pretty sure—” Alexa broke off her thought and laughed.
“What?”
“Are we going to talk about marriage and kids?” She grimaced again.
“No. What’s your favorite sexual position?” Alexa palmed her face. Graham snapped his fingers over her head. “New topic. You’re welcome.”
She raised her head. “There’s room for conversation between those two topics.”
Graham covered the base of the wine glass with his fingers and circled it on the table, swirling his wine.
“Okay. Here we go.”
Alexa watched his strong, neatly trimmed fingers work the glass and swallowed. She hoped his next question didn’t have anything to do with sexual positions.
“What’s your type? Guys, I think, mostly don’t have a type, but women tend to have a type of guy that they’re looking for. You all are very specific.”
“I don’t know.” Alexa examined the raw wood beams of the ceiling above as she considered his theory. “I’ve dated different kinds of guys. They might all be tall because I’m tall. They tend to be athletic because I’m athletic. Other than that, I date all kinds of guys—personality-wise and career.”
“So, eighty percent of the guys you’ve dated haven’t all been doctors? I know a lot of women who really zero in. They want to date a lawyer or a guy who owns a boat…or a lawyer who owns a boat.”
“It sounds like you’ve been dating gold-digging women. Doctors, lawyers, and boats? I mean, I will admit I don’t want
Finished? “I wasn’t. I think you noticed that. I wouldn’t have minded…you know…” Graham chuckled. “Buying you breakfast.”
The corner of her mouth flickered at the innuendo. “Or ordering room service. You mentioned that. I just…didn’t want to extend something into the next day that I didn’t figure would turn into anything. I thought you lived up there.”
“I used to. I grew up there.”
“You were visiting friends?”
“Yes.” Graham sighed. “One of my school friends was going through a tough situation. Lady related. Then, he got all depressed and bailed on me.”
“Poor you.”
“Exactly,” he chuckled. “Poor me. Don’t worry. He got it straightened out. They’re getting married on Valentine’s Day. He and his fiancée are expecting a baby.”
Jonah had called him a week or so after New Year’s. Betting on Shannon worked out for him. He was the baby daddy, and they were now living in bliss. Another one of Graham’s wing men off the market.
“I’m glad it worked out for him. And you get to put on a suit and buy a gravy boat.”
“Nope. He’s doing a small, family-only wedding.”
“You’re wiggling out of being a groomsman?”
“He asked if it bothered me that I don’t get to be a best man. They don’t have any attendants. Honestly, I don’t think his wife-to-be has any family or many friends in the area.”
“Odd.”
Graham shrugged. “Whatever he wants. It’s funny. We used to run the streets together, and now he’s picking out curtains for the nursery. If you knew Jonah, you’d know how insane that is. I’d tell you stories, but we’re sworn to secrecy on the juiciest ones.”
At times, Graham didn’t know what to make of his friend’s sudden domestication. Jonah was so…happy. The security of finding the one turned Jonah into a different guy. Graham enjoyed himself, but he had never been that happy.
* * *
F or a moment , Alexa thought Graham might get sentimental. Only a flash, then the wickedness returned to his eyes.
“My cousin is pregnant,” Alexa said. “She’s been overtaken with baby fever, but Taryn has always been that girl you knew was going to get married and be mommy. And her husband already had a daughter, so she’s been in mommy mode for a while.”
“Jonah’s wife has a kid too.”
“A ready-made family? Crazy, right?” Alexa cringed as if she’d swallowed something foul.
“Totally.”
“I mean. I’m pretty sure—” Alexa broke off her thought and laughed.
“What?”
“Are we going to talk about marriage and kids?” She grimaced again.
“No. What’s your favorite sexual position?” Alexa palmed her face. Graham snapped his fingers over her head. “New topic. You’re welcome.”
She raised her head. “There’s room for conversation between those two topics.”
Graham covered the base of the wine glass with his fingers and circled it on the table, swirling his wine.
“Okay. Here we go.”
Alexa watched his strong, neatly trimmed fingers work the glass and swallowed. She hoped his next question didn’t have anything to do with sexual positions.
“What’s your type? Guys, I think, mostly don’t have a type, but women tend to have a type of guy that they’re looking for. You all are very specific.”
“I don’t know.” Alexa examined the raw wood beams of the ceiling above as she considered his theory. “I’ve dated different kinds of guys. They might all be tall because I’m tall. They tend to be athletic because I’m athletic. Other than that, I date all kinds of guys—personality-wise and career.”
“So, eighty percent of the guys you’ve dated haven’t all been doctors? I know a lot of women who really zero in. They want to date a lawyer or a guy who owns a boat…or a lawyer who owns a boat.”
“It sounds like you’ve been dating gold-digging women. Doctors, lawyers, and boats? I mean, I will admit I don’t want
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