“Hands hanging in the pockets of his olive-green cargo shorts, Grady looked nonplussed. Though he had a point, her decision to go another direction wasn’t about him. Ever since she’d agreed to meet him, something about the whole thing had gnawed at her. Taylor had insisted the guy was already on his way, so she’d had no choice but to agree to meet him. Well, she’d had a choice, but not if she didn’t want to appear rude. Now she looked rude anyway. But she didn’t appreciate Taylor’s maneuveri...ngs. His tactics seemed a little manipulative, reminding her too much of the way her mother and father had kept the truth from her so they could control her life. She wanted no part of being controlled. Admittedly, she was still too sensitive about the whole thing, even after this much time had passed, and was likely overreacting about Taylor’s sending Grady. “Look, this has nothing at all to do with you,” she said.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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