After enjoying the delicious dinner Queenie and Brevard prepared, they’d graciously excused themselves and retreated to their master suite. Nobody questioned the issue of them being wiped out. What a day! What an experience! “Thanks for letting me take the bed tonight,” she told Grady as he slid into his sleeping bag. Since it was supposed to get colder tonight, he’d worn sweatpants and a T-shirt to sleep in. Allison appreciated his being more modest. Particularly after the thoughts she’d had about him earlier, seeing his bare-chested manliness on display definitely wouldn’t do. Allison needed to find a way to put her attraction to Grady out of her mind, but the more she fought it, the more she seemed to feel it. He sighed and dropped his head back on the pillow. “I don’t think anything could keep me awake tonight.” Allison could relate. They’d forgone building a fire and sipping more of Grady’s marvelous Montepulciano in favor of taking mild painkillers and heading to bed.
