Quinn (The Waite Family) by Kathi S. Barton

have I done?” Quinn had accused him of raping her when it had been her. “I was drunk and I have wanted him for so long.”
    Jazzie laughed again. “Well, you certainly had him. So what was he slamming out of here about? You wouldn’t give it to him again? I’d sure give it to him as much as he wanted.”
    Quinn couldn’t think. She’d hurt him. And not only that, she’d raped him. She had to fix this and now. She stood up to call him to beg him to forgive her when she realized something else. Alyssa was going to kill her.

~Chapter 10~
     
    By Sunday afternoon Drew had written and deleted his resignation a dozen times. He’d picked up the phone to quit at least that many more times as well. He’d dial a couple of numbers or pull Alyssa’s number up on his cell phone and stop. Alyssa had nothing to do with this. He’d tell her himself. He even thought about calling Cain. But how did a man tell another that he’d just had the most incredible sex of his life with his sister and she thought he’d raped her?
    Drew looked at his watch and groaned. Dinner with his grandda was in an hour. He couldn’t miss it. They’d been having dinner together on Sunday nights since before his grandma had passed. But he knew if he went over there in his current condition his grandda would see right away something was wrong.
    He went to the kitchen to try and think how he could get out of it when his cell phone rang. It was Alyssa. He so didn’t want to talk to her just yet. But he also figured if he didn’t then she’d just come over.
    “There’s a problem at the office. Someone just tried to break in. The police are there now. I’m going over.”
    Drew closed his eyes. “I’ll go, you stay home with Cain. I can meet with them—”
    “I said I’d go.” She sounded stressed. “Drew, I’m going down now with Cain. Stay away from the building until Monday or I’ll…I’ll fire your ass. The only reason I called is in the event you hear something on the news. All right?”
    “Yeah, sure. But if you need me, I’ll be at my grandda’s. Call me and I can be there in a matter of minutes.”
    She assured him she’d be fine and then hung up. He was at his grandda’s when he remembered that she was going to have dinner with Cain’s family tonight too. He wondered if Quinn would say anything.
    His grandda, Thomas Miller, worked for the Howards until Nathan Howard, Alyssa’s dad, had passed away. The men had been great friends and probably would have remained so had Nathan not had a heart attack and died. Now, Thomas worked for Alyssa. Some days, Drew thought that his grandda loved her more than him.
    “Millie is making my favorite for dinner. Chicken pot pie and baked cherry crunch for dessert. I hope you’re hungry.” Drew was handed a short glass of amber liquid before Grandda continued. “If you hadn’t come over I would have had to eat the entire thing by myself.”
    “You’re too skinny anyway.” Drew took a sip of the smooth bourbon. He was so lost in his thoughts he nearly missed his grandda laughing. “What on earth do you think is that funny, old man” Drew asked him with a smile. “You making fun of your favorite grandson?”
    “You’re my only grandson. You tell her you love her yet?” This was one of the reasons he both loved and hated his grandda so much. He was much too astute and blunt.
    “Who? You know something I don’t? The only woman I tell I love is the one that I’m currently bopping. Not doing much of that right now.” And probably wouldn’t for a while yet either, he thought.
    “Young people have no respect now days.” That statement was said with so much venom it made Drew laugh harder. “I’m talking about that young girl that nearly goes cross-eyed when you enter the room. The boss’s sister-in-law.”
    That shut him up quickly. He knew it was probably too late to play like he didn’t know what he was talking about, but he had to try. He looked at the man with as much