Chasing You (Love Wanted in Texas 5)
Meagan jumped when I hit all my shots in the dead center of the bullseye. I engaged the safety and turned to look at Brad. I was almost positive I saw steam coming from his ears. “You want to go another round?”
His mouth pinched into a scowl as he muttered something under his breath. “I’m thinking we can call it a day.”
I would have given anything to do a fist pump and flaunt the fact that I had just out-shot the hell out of him for the last hour and a half. Seeing that pout on his face was reward enough.
“At least I know you have a good aim,” Brad said as he handed me the gun and I returned them both to their cases. Locking them, I grabbed one and Brad took the other while Meagan reached for my hand.
“What do you want to do now, Dad?”
Please say go to the airport and fly home.
“How about we grab some lunch, my treat.”
Meagan smiled and I groaned internally. It’s not that I didn’t enjoy Brad’s company, I just hated the fact that he was judging every single thing I did and he made it pretty damn clear he was not happy about our engagement.
“Sounds great! Gray, where should we take, Dad to eat?”
For some reason I remembered Meagan saying her father hated Chinese food. With a wide grin, I said, “How about May Palace. Best Chinese food in Durango.”
“Oh yum, but Dad doesn’t like Chinese food.”
Brad shot me a smirk. Fine you won that one.
“All right, let me think.”
“How about Steamworks Brewery? They have great hamburgers.”
My body stiffened. I’d never told Meagan this, but Diana not only owned a male strip club right outside of Durango, but Steamworks Brewery as well.
Brad tilted his head and looked at me intently. I was positive he saw my reaction. “That sounds amazing, pumpkin. I’m in the mood for a good burger.”
Meagan did a little happy dance and laced her arm with her dad’s and grabbed onto my hand. “This is turning out to be the best day ever!”
Inhaling a deep cleansing breath, I held the door open to Steamworks as Meagan and then her father walked in. Closing my eyes, I quickly said a prayer no one said anything to me.
Eyes open, and I walked in with a straight posture.
“Oh. My. God! If it isn’t Grayson!”
Fuck. My. Life.
Diana came walking over and engulfed me in a hug. I could see Meagan’s confused expression quickly replaced with one of fear.
“Hey Diana, you remember Meg, my fiancée?”
“Of course, but I didn’t know you had moved up from girlfriend to fiancée! I’m judging the tenderloin dish! When am I getting those by the way?”
Meagan and I both fumbled over our responses as Diana zeroed in on Brad. “Why hello there, handsome. Who might you be?”
Brad chuckled and shook Diana’s hand. “Brad Atwood, Meagan’s father.”
Diana lifted her eyebrow as she snuck a quick look at me before turning her attention back to Brad. “Well, welcome to Steamworks. Dad, you look like you need a drink. We have the best brewed beers in Colorado.”
Lifting his hands up, Brad took a step back. “No thank you. I don’t drink.”
Diana quickly backed off and grabbed three menus. “Totally get it. Let’s go have a seat, shall we.”
I followed behind everyone as I scanned the restaurant. Waiting tables in the other section was Georgia.