Page 114 of Eleanor & Grey
“Oh my gosh, Shay, shut up, will you?”
I rolled my eyes at my cousin’s comments, but heck, I did notice Greyson’s behind.
A man couldn’t wear perfectly fitted jeans like that and not have his bum looked at, and Greyson wasn’t lacking in that department.
Not at all.
“Listen, I know there are rules against this, but if you don’t sleep with him, I will,” she joked.
I shoved her lightly. “You’re ridiculous, but hey, I just wanted to warn you before you meet Karla. She can be a bit hard on people when they first meet her.”
“Oh yeah! The growler, right?”
“Yeah. Karla is going to try to freak you out with her scars. Don’t react to it, because that will just make it worse. Just try to be cool about it. Pretend you don’t even notice.”
Shay went to the car, grabbed her black bowler hat, and placed it on her head. “I’m pretty sure you’re overthinking it. Don’t worry, it will be fine.”
Yeah, that was what I had thought too.
Greyson and the girls came out of the house, and Lorelai was bouncing up and down with excitement about the baseball game. I didn’t have a clue if she was into sports, but the moment I mentioned cotton candy, she was fully on board.
My stomach knotted as I witnessed Karla’s stare move to Shay.
Karla locked eyes with her.
Shay stared back.
I swore it felt like minutes before Shay nodded. “I like your style,” she said, speaking about Karla’s all-black attire. “Very European vibes.”
“Thanks.” Karla nodded back. “I like your hat.”
“Do you want it?”
“Sure.”
Shay took off the bowler, walked over to Karla, and placed it on her head.
Karla nodded once more. “Thanks.” She turned and walked to the SUV and climbed inside after Lorelai.
My jaw was on the floor.
What in the world had just happened?
Shay frowned. “That was a very underwhelming growl, Ellie.”
She then walked off and climbed into the SUV too.
I turned to Greyson, who was standing there just as stunned as I was. “Is your cousin a wizard?”
“That’s the only logical explanation for what just happened. Nothing else would make sense.”
We all drove to the game, and the whole drive there, Shay and Karla spoke like they were the best of friends, talking about music and makeup, and oh my gosh, Karla was talking more than Lorelai.
How did we just enter the twilight zone?
The baseball game turned out to be a lot more fun than I could’ve even imagined. Lorelai was on a sugar high, Greyson was locked in on the game, and every now and then I swore it looked like Karla was chanting, “Let’s go White Sox.”
“Hey, Dad. Can I get some cash to get a hot dog?” Karla said, standing up from her seat.
