“Conrad shot me a look as we walked through the front door of my grandmother’s rented house. I ignored him, preferring to run up the stairs to find the two people who should be occupying the house at that moment. Relief flooded me when I turned the corner at the top of the stairs and spotted my grandmother lying in her bed where I had left her, and the hired nurse, Christy, sitting in a chair beside her. “You’re home early,” Christy said, rising and meeting me in the doorway. “How is... she?” “Resting.” Christy glanced behind her. “She seems more lucid today.” “Good.” I stepped back slightly, just as Christy’s gaze moved to the top of the stairs. Conrad was there, in all his Texas billionaire glory, his expressive eyes taking in everything in a single glance. I tried to ignore him as I attempted to step between Christy and him.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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