Free Sweet Texas Charm by Robyn Neeley Page A

street to see if she could catch a glimpse of Grayson and Meg, but the sidewalks were crowded with Founders’ Day Weekend visitors.
    Were they having lunch together? Becca started her truck, scolding herself for even asking the question. So what if Grayson was enjoying his Sunday with Meg?
    She hit the gas and sped down the road as far from the center of town as she could get.
    Who he spent his free time with shouldn’t bother her in the least, but for some reason it did.

CHAPTER FIVE
    Meg turned her key and opened the glass door to the Loose Curls salon. “Go ahead and take a seat at the first station. I’ll get the lights.”
    Grayson sat down and spun around in the empty salon chair. Spacious, the beauty shop had a row of six workstations. “Thanks, Meg, for doing this,” he said, and meant it. “I hope I don’t get you in trouble with the owner.”
    The lights turned on, and she reappeared. “Nah, we’re good. The salon manager is also my cosmetology instructor. She lets us come in for a couple of hours on Sunday and practice on each other. My classmates Val and Mandy will be here any second to help.” She paused, adding, “But don’t you worry, I’ve sworn them to absolute secrecy. Told them you were doing this for a TV show, and it’s extremely important that your cover not be blown.”
    “Thanks, Meg.” He smiled. He had gotten the idea from the popular reality show, but there would be no cameras, and he definitely wouldn’t be dishing out a boatload of money at the end of all this. No, he would be the one to gain getting the shares that rightfully belonged to him.
    What he was asking Meg to do was a pretty tall order. When he’d told her that he needed her assistance in giving him an unrecognizable makeover and he’d pay her whatever it took, she’d laughed into the phone and asked if he was pulling her leg.
    His idea was freakin’ brilliant. With the help of Meg and now a couple of her beauty school friends, they’d create a disguise that would allow him to go undercover and work in the factory. Since Becca conveniently had a line worker position open, he planned on sliding right into that spot, reporting to HR tomorrow.
    Albeit crazy, if his plan worked he’d get the time with Becca he needed. His dad had a reason for giving her the shares, but Grayson was never going to figure it out if each time they were together turned into his wearing sticky food or him getting his ass kicked by one of her friends.
    He took off the hat and studied his reflection in the mirror, raking his hands through his hair. Becca Nash wasn’t going to let her guard down around Grayson Cooper. That was clear. Spinning in his chair, he slid his hat back on. But perhaps she’d open up to out-of-towner Coop Jackson.
    He’d come up with the name on the drive over, shortening Cooper for his first name and then being a little creative with the last name.
Jackson.
Jack—son. Jack’s son.
    “Meg, what do you think of the name Coop Jackson?”
    She came over to the workstation and smacked her gum. “Very sexy.”
    “I wasn’t going for sexy.”
    “You sure about that, cowboy?” She smirked in the mirror. “I think she’ll like the hat, too.”
    A knock at the front door prevented him from asking who she meant, although he was pretty sure she was referring to Becca.
    Meg rushed over to open it for her friends. “Hey, Grayson,” she called out. “I’m going to help Mandy and Val with some things they purchased for your makeover. We’ll be right back.”
    “Sounds good.” Grayson powered up his iPad and put his plan into motion, first firing off an e-mail to his senior management team. He told them that he’d decided to take an impromptu trip to Cancun. Since it was summer, half his team had gone on their own vacations. His wanting to leave and recharge his batteries shouldn’t raise suspicion.
    His fingers tapped out his elaborate lie. His family had a bungalow on a private island resort there. That he