Chapter 864

My arm stung from Fanny's pinch-her silent warning to shut me up.

Honestly, I was a bit embarrassed too. This was one of those things best left unspoken, something Fanny and I could joke about in private but not blurt out like that, especially not when it involved family, even if the ties weren't bound by blood.

Grant finally caught on, "Wait, what did you say?"

Ernest cleared his throat, "He said you better get the grill going. The ladies are hungry."

Grant's social radar was clearly malfunctioning. Surely he was playing dumb on purpose, right?

Sinclair, the one at the center of it all, finally spoke up. "Stay away from my Fanny."

He had that calm, protective parent vibe, his face as unreadable as ever. It was hard not to feel guilty for ever doubting his intentions with Fanny.

But his attachment to her was anything but simple. This man wore his heart on his sleeve, and even when pointed out, he wasn't fazed.

You could see how fiercely protective he was, and he wasn't going to back down.

over at Fanny. She rolled her eyes and tugged me down onto the deck beside

hair, warm and soft. I swung my legs

likes you, and he won't

Fanny, ever the rational one, seemed adamant

deeper feelings Sinclair might

resisting the idea, or just

leaned back, propping myself up on my elbows, gazing at the

you have to figure out on your own; others

your ideal next boyfriend like?" I couldn't resist diving into the topic of her love life

Why do I need one to be alive?"

but isn't life too short

lifted her hand to the sunlight, watching it play through her fingers, her voice nonchalant. "Who says romance is only

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doesn't have an age limit, you

twenty is different from one at eighty,"

It's just two people

you seen those videos of old folks like Ethel having a ball in their golden years? Way more affectionate than some young ones," Fanny said, playing with

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