“And you do, too, considering the shit Greyson just pulled,” she said. “Wait a second, is that why you’re here? You’ve got another man in your life, don’t you? Oh, you’re getting over Greyson by getting under someone else!”
“Could you say that any louder?” I asked.
“Come on. I have to make my rounds. We’ll talk while I do them,” she said. “Start with his name.”
“You sure? That’s sort of the punchline,” I said.
“Come on. His name, please,” she said.
“Christian.”
Daisy stopped in her tracks and slowly turned her head toward me. She eyed me up and down for a long moment before we went into the first room, and I sat down on the empty bed while she did a basic checkup on the elderly woman sitting in her chair in the room.
“Your stepbrother, Christian,” she said.
“Yeah,” I said, nodding.
“Okay. Beginning, please,” she said.
“When I caught Greyson with that other woman, I was fuming. I went to the office, and Greyson followed me. Christian ended up blocking my entire office doorway and told him off. You know, in the way Christian tells people off,” I said.
“Okay. So, what happened after that?” she asked.
“He offered to take me to dinner. He said we could talk a bit about work, and it would help to get my mind off Greyson and his bullshit,” I said.
“I like the sound of that. Where did he take you?”
“Island Prime.”
“No, he did not,” she said. “You’d been telling Greyson to take you there for months! And Christian just took you there just because?”
“Yep,” I said.
“So, did you two talk shop?” she asked.
“No. We said we would after dinner, but I’d had too much wine, and the sunset was so beautiful. I couldn’t bring my mind back around to work. Or Greyson, for that matter.”
“Well, that’s a plus,” she said.
“Daisy, he looked spectacular. He was in this tailored gray suit, and he was so nice the entire night. He opened my car door and helped me in and out of things.”
“Ha, like your clothes,” Daisy said, smirking.
“Shut up and listen,” I said.
“Sorry, sorry. Continue,” she said.
“I was the one that initiated things,” I said.
“Wait. You initiated sex,” she said.
“Yeah.”
“But, you never do that.”
“I know,” I said.
“Did you just jump his bones or something?” she asked.