Fear won out. “Hurry!” He jumped out of bed and threw her dress at her.
Jake grabbed his pants and shirt and put them on as fast as he could. By the time the knob turned he was trying to straighten the bed.
The door opened.
Char sat at the edge of the bed and folded her hands. Jake joined her and exhaled.
Grandma burst through the door. “Where have you two been?”
“Here.” Jake cleared his throat. “You’re the one who sent us here to begin with.”
Travis and Kacey followed Grandma into the room. Oh great. Jake tried to keep the guilt from his face, but Travis’s knowing glance told him he was doing a really crappy job of looking innocent. Was it his fault that he couldn’t keep himself from smiling like he’d just won the lottery? He felt his smile widen; well hell. May as well embrace the fact that he wasn’t hiding anything from his brother.
“What were you two doing… alone?” Grandma folded her arms, her bracelets jingling on her wrists at the contact. “No hanky panky, right?”
“No, ma’am.” Jake shook his head and cleared his throat. “We were just playing—”
“Charades.” Char nodded.
“With two people?” Grandma’s eyes narrowed as she looked behind Char toward the bed.
“Sure.” Jake choked on his laugh—naked charades, classic. “It’s a new thing.”
Travis groaned loudly. “Damn, I wish I was playing charades.”
“Find your own partner!” Jake snapped.
“It’s not the partner that’s the problem; it’s the game warden.” He glared at Grandma.
“Are we still talking about Charades?” Grandma asked innocently.
“Yup!” Char offered a fake laugh. “It’s… uh, the game just got intense.”
“I bet it did,” Travis grumbled.
“Who won?” This from Kacey.
“Me,” Jake and Char said in unison.
“How many times did you play?” Kacey asked, but was nudged in the ribs by Travis. “What?”
“Not helping.”
“Sorry.” She muttered while Jake saw Char hold up four fingers.
Kacey gave her a thumbs up.
“Not that any of my ridiculous grandsons are paying attention to me.” Grandma walked over to the chair where Char’s bra was hanging and sat.
Jake’s eyes widened in horror.
Travis chuckled.
Kacey swiftly walked behind Grandma and pulled the bra onto the floor. “I’m paying attention, Grandma.”
“I just, I needed to tell Char and Jake before it was too late.”
“Too late?” Char asked. “For what?”