“It’s more complicated than that.”
Grant crossed his arms over his chest and stared at me. “Really? How so?”
I didn’t want to explain how I felt about Della to him. This wasn’t his business. He out of all people should know what it feels like to want someone you know is a really bad idea. He’d been there, done that, and got burned. He just didn’t know that I knew about it. He thought it was a big secret. Nothing with Nannette was a secret. Ever.