““What the hell are you tryng to do?" She gave him an innocent stare. "Why, have a conversation. I suppose you're out of practice." He glared,narrow-eyed, then turned away. "I'm going for a walk," he muttered. "Lovely." Gennie slipped her arm through his. "I'll go with you." "I didn't ask you," Grant said flatly, stopping again. "Oh." Gennie batted her eyes. "You're trying to charm me by being rude again. It's so difficult to resist.””
