Runaway Vegas Bride / Vegas Two-Step. Liz Talley

could just give up on men altogether,” Jane suggested.

      Gram and Gladdy groaned, then looked at each other like it was too horrible an idea to even think about.

      “Surely you’ve both had enough men by now,” she tried.

      “I hope to have a man in my life for as long as I’m breathing,” Gram said.

      Gladdy nodded her head, obviously agreeing. “You’ve just never learned how to truly enjoy a man, Jane. If you had, you’d understand.”

      “Enjoy a man?” She winced, remembering being called a prude and Gram and Gladdy feeling sorry for her, just because she didn’t turn her life upside down for every man who showed the slightest interest in her. “I’ve had enjoyable men in my life before.”

      “Name one,” Gladdy challenged her.

      “I.…uhhh…“ She had to think, then came up with, “Andy Scovol. He was great fun. We did all sorts of things together, and I still miss him since he moved away.”

      “He was your best friend in fifth grade. That was eighteen years ago, and he wasn’t a man. He was a boy. I bet you never even kissed him,” Gram complained.

      “Of course I didn’t kiss him. He was my friend. It’s okay to be friends with men, isn’t it? Surely it’s not all about sex.”

      Gladdy sighed. “Jane, we worry about you.”

      “And I worry about the two of you, too.”

      “Well, don’t. We’re fine.”

      “Fine,” Gram agreed.

      “But you won’t be if you both keep running around with that man, Leo.”

      Gram gave a dismissive huff. “We told you. He’s so much fun to have around.”

      “Well, you should know he’s been having fun with both of you.” There, she’d just blurted it out.

      “Of course he has,” Gram said. “We’ve had dinner together every day this week. We played doubles today in tennis, and we’re going dancing downtown Saturday night.”

      “That’s not all he’s been doing.” It had to be said, Jane knew. “I’m sorry, but it’s not. His nephew says he’s incapable of being faithful to any woman or of making any kind of long-term commitment.”

      Gladdy laughed. “Honey, we’re both in our…seventies. How can a long-term commitment even apply at our age?”

      Jane let the lying about their ages go. It wasn’t the issue.

      “He’s been romancing you both. Gram, you think you’re in love with him, and he was here, in this room…doing things with Gladdy yesterday.”

      Gladdy looked outraged.

      “I’m sorry,” Jane told her. “But he was.”

      “Doing…things?” Gram asked.

      “Oh, pooh. I had something in my eye, and he was helping me get it out. I’ve already told Kathleen about it, and she understands perfectly. Don’t you, Kathleen?”

      “Of course I do.” She patted Gladdy’s hand with lifelong affection. “Gladdy and I would never let a man come between us.”

      “But…but you said you were in love with him.” Jane tried.

      “I’m quite sure I am. It’s so exciting! Love at my age.” She smiled like she didn’t have a care in the world.

      “See? I told you,” Jane said to Gladdy. “Love. She thinks she’s in love with that…cad!”

      Gladdy rolled her eyes and said, “So what? Half the women at Remington Park are in love with Leo Gray. Jane, he’s a wonderful man. I wish you could see that, and if I ever hear about you assaulting him again. Well, let’s just say Kathleen and I are both greatly disappointed in you, Jane. Would you care to explain yourself?”

      Jane frowned, her brow furrowing. Everyone was in love with Leo? That was it? That was their explanation?

      Could she have completely misread the situation and thought Gram cared more about him than she actually did? Was no one’s heart or lifelong friendship at risk here?

      Jane sighed. It was hard work, taking proper care of two women in their eighties, especially two active, stubborn women who didn’t want to be taken care of. “I just. I worry about the two of you.”

      “Well, we worry about you, too, Jane, darling,” Gram said gently. “But we try not to overreact and let you live your own life, even if you’re doing so in a way we disagree with at times.”

      “I’m…I’m sorry,” Jane apologized, feeling ridiculous and so relieved.

      Everything was okay. Nothing really bad was happening. She could relax, back off, never have to deal with Leo Gray again and maybe never see Wyatt again.

      That was a good thing, wasn’t it?

      She felt vaguely disappointed and just…out of sorts. Which was silly, because this had to be a good thing.

      Gladdy got up, came over to Jane, smiled down at her and gave her a little kiss on her forehead, like she used to do when Jane was little. “You’re so sweet to fuss over us like this, but we’re fine. Honestly. And I hate to rush off, but I made plans to meet a friend for bridge. Bye, darling. Bye, Kathleen.”

      “Bye,” Jane whispered.

      Gladdy left, and Jane for once relaxed that rigid posture of hers and fell back against her chair. “I’m so glad we got that cleared up.”

      But then she looked at Gram, and it appeared as if nothing at all had been cleared up, Gram’s expression suggested that she had to tell Jane something and she was dreading it.

      “What?” Jane asked.

      Gram gave a shrug and a smile, then a sigh. “I just. Don’t get upset, all right? You get upset over everything, Jane.”

      “Upset? Why would I get upset? You two said you’re not fighting, that you haven’t gone nuts over Leo Gray and that everything is fine. There’s nothing upsetting about that. That’s all good news. I’m happy. See? Happy Jane.”

      “The thing is, that isn’t. entirely true,” Gram confessed. “We haven’t told Gladdy yet, although honestly, I don’t believe it’s going to be such a problem. I mean, I know she really likes Leo, but she hasn’t said anything about being in love with him, and you know Gladdy. She doesn’t do love.”

      “Neither do you,” Jane said.

      “Still…there’s nothing official yet, but Leo and I’ve been talking, and…I’m fairly certain he’s going to ask me to marry him! Jane, I’m just so happy, darling. Isn’t it fabulous!”

       Chapter Seven

      “You can’t do that,” Jane said, after a long moment of stunned silence.

      “Of course, we can. We can do anything we want.”

      “But…why would you want to?” Jane tried.

      “Because that’s what people in love do!” Gram gave her a huge, glowing smile.

      Jane winced. Her head hurt. Her ears hurt. She could not listen to this anymore. She had no calm reasoning abilities left in her where Leo Gray was concerned.

      “People in love do a lot of things,” Jane said. A lot of really stupid things. “And you’ve only known him for two weeks, Gram.”

      “I know, but when it’s right, Jane, you just know. This is right, and honestly, he’s eighty-one—”

      “No, honestly, he’s eighty-six. He’s lying about being eighty-one.”

      Gram