Simple Perfection by Abbi Glines Page B

we’d do without him.”
    Blaire leaned back in her seat and crossed her legs. “You’d beg and plead with him to come back. That’s what you’d do.”
    She knew exactly how important he was. She had once been a server there, too. Jimmy had been her first friend in Rosemary. The story went that she came into town looking for her daddy and found her daddy’s new wife’s son instead. Rush Finlay wasn’t a fan of her father and disliked her on the spot. But he let her live in the maid’s room while she worked for Woods and made some money until her dad got back from France with Rush’s mom.
    Rush treated her poorly but ended up falling for her against his will. They had more pain to work through in the end and a lie that tore them apart. I wouldn’t have believed any of it seeing them now, but Bethy had told me all about it. She’d been Blaire’s friend through it all.
    “Did my gun effectively run off the wicked witch, or did Woods do that?” Blaire asked.
    “I think it was your gun and the fact that she was scared of what Woods would do once he found out. She left that night and we haven’t seen or heard from her since. Mrs. Kerrington isn’t very happy with Woods about the whole thing. She blames him for her leaving.”
    “You’re welcome to tell her that it was all me,” Blaire said with a smile.
    “Thank you, but I don’t think it will matter. She doesn’t approve of me. She wants Angelina for Woods.”
    Blaire sighed. “I understand that. I have a mother-in-law who hates me so badly she hasn’t even seen her only grandchild.”
    Blaire was poised and beautiful. She wasn’t dealing with something like a mental illness, so you would think her mother-in-law would have loved her. But she represented something to Rush’s mother that couldn’t ever go away. It was part of the dark past she shared with Blaire’s dad.
    “I heard Rush’s dad was in town last week visiting Nate,” I said, remembering how the entire club had talked nonstop about the drummer from Slacker Demon being in town. He was a legend, just like the rock band he was a part of.
    “Yes. Dean is a wonderful grandfather. It is a bit surreal to see him cuddling with Nate and singing to him. Nate adores the man. I love to watch Rush’s face while he witnesses his dad with his son. It brings me to tears every time.”
    “I would imagine that is special,” I replied. I didn’t have parents who would see any child I might have one day. If I ever felt safe enough to have a child.

Woods
    M y mother was driving me nuts. She was lonely. I understood that. With Angelina gone, she spent most of her time alone. Mother had never done well alone. I had seen her at the club playing tennis with a few of her friends earlier in the week. She had put on a good show for them, treating me like she was proud of me. But I knew she was still mad at me. I’d been going along with her acting all my life.
    I had sent Della to my office to organize some files on my desk that didn’t really need organizing. I just wanted her safely out of the way while Mother was here. I wasn’t sure my mom could act as if she liked Della. And I wasn’t going to have Della hurt or embarrassed.
    The rest of the staff loved Della. When they saw her coming, everyone became happier and nicer. They didn’t want to let her down. Whatever had been wrong the moment before they were willing to fix. It was helping me out a shit-ton. My jealousy over the fact that the males on my staff bent over backward to make her smile was difficult. But then who wouldn’t want to make Della happy? I couldn’t be mad at them for that. As long as they kept their hands off of her.
    “Where’s Della?” Marco, our golf pro, asked as he walked into the clubhouse.
    “Why do you need Della?” I asked, reminding myself that this man was happily married.
    “She was working on getting me a sub for next week. They’re inducing Jill on Monday and I want to be with her and the baby the first