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.

Fanny. She rolled her eyes and tugged me down onto the deck beside her. "Keep

and

likes you, and he won't let go that

the rational one, seemed adamant

feelings Sinclair might have for

resisting the idea, or

back, propping myself up on my elbows, gazing at

figure out on your own; others pointing it out

Fanny, what's your ideal next boyfriend like?" I couldn't resist diving into the topic

do I need one to be alive?"

lay back too, soaking in the sun and the sea breeze. "Sure, but isn't life too short not to have a little

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

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have an age limit,

romance at twenty is different from one at eighty,"

just

Ethel having a ball in their golden years?

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