“Maybe? Rose, she was all over me on the porch. Did you honestly think she was going to be satisfied with a handshake once she got me alone?” “I’m sorry, but I had to do something before she questioned why I needed your help choosing a roofer. She may be rotten to the core, but that niece of mine is sharp and I couldn’t take the chance she would figure out there is more going on here than meets the eye.” “So you throw me under the bus?” “I didn’t exactly throw you under the bus,” she said, plucking a piece of imaginary lint off the sofa cushion. “I figured you would volunteer to crawl under there yourself after I told you what McKinley said about your…mutual attraction to each other.” “Which you knew was a lie the moment the words left her mouth,” Will said with an accusatory glare. He had been pacing back and forth ever since she joined him in the living room, but it only seemed to increase his level of anxiety so he sat down in the easy chair beside the sofa. “I’m sorry for getting so worked up. We need to pull together on this and come up with a course of action before McKinley destroys everything.”
