Chapter Twelve
“Sure. A little backyard barbeque. Nothing really fancy—we can sit around outside since I don’t have a lot of room in the house. Maybe it can even be before the football game on Saturday?”
I was proud of myself for that one. Although I definitely didn’t have a big enough house to host a football watching party, I could probably handle the pre-game.
Grayson paused. Then he said warmly, “Ann, that’s awesome. But are you sure you want to do something on your weekend? I know it’s pretty rare that you even get the weekend off.”
Although part of me was definitely wanting to spend the weekend with Grayson, Fitz, and a book, I knew this was important to Grayson. Relationships were about giving and taking, after all. “Of course I want to. And frankly, I think it will probably mak
