Lark held her father’s hand as he stood up to face the two people walking towards them. She could feel the tension radiating off him.
Gracie looked even worse than Grady did. Lark could see the woman definitely was crying earlier and the way she was wringing her hands together and staring at Grady and biting her bottom lip, she knew the girl had one foot out the door. Her father was giving off the cold lawyer vibe out of nothing more than nerves and poor Gracie was freaking out.
“Grady, hi. I didn’t think you’d be down here already.” Sawyer swallowed extending his hand to Grady who pumped his once and dropped it. “Gracie was nervous and wanted to have a drink and we thought we’d come here and get the lay of the land before we met in the restaurant.”
“Sure.” He gave a curt nod his finger
