She laughed. “No. Like…I don’t know. Dinner? Do you cook?”
“I happen to be a great cook,” I said. “I’ll make you seared scallops a la Ryan.”
“Seafood? On a beef ranch?”
“Man cannot live on bovine alone.”
She laughed once more. It was a musical sound. I was glad I had that effect on her.
“All right. What time?”
“Be here around six if you can.”
“How about six thirty? I get off at five thirty. I’ll have to…pack a bag.”
“Six thirty it is. Come hungry.”
“I will.” She ended the call.
No sooner had I put my phone down when it buzzed again.
The same number that had called before…
Chapter Twenty–One
Ruby
A weekend with Ryan Steel.
Things could definitely be worse.
Before I let myself freak out about it, my phone buzzed again.
“Detective Lee.”
“Hi, Ruby. It’s Marjorie Steel.”
Marjorie? Why was she calling? Right,
to get together for exercise and lunch. “Hey. How are you?”
“Good. You?”
“Can’t complain. What’s up?”
She sighed across the phone line. A heavy sigh. “Are you seeing Ryan again?”
“Tonight, actually.”
“Wow. That’s quick.”
“He called me. I told him I didn’t expect anything from him.” Shit. Was that the kind of thing I should say to his sister? Of course, she didn’t know we’d had sex. I wasn’t one to kiss and tell. Especially since this was the first time I’d ever been kissed.
“No, that’s not what I mean. I’m thrilled for both of you. We all are. It’s just…”
“What?”
“I’ve talked to my brothers and their girlfriends—I mean, wives.” She laughed shakily. “Anyway, we agree there’s something you need to know. About Ryan.”