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Megan held her gaze. “I don’t think she’d date someone so much younger than her. I could be wrong, but it’s just a gut a feeling. Most people wouldn’t. I don’t know where you keep finding these women, by the way.”
“They think that they wouldn’t, and then they meet me,” Heather said with a smirk.
Megan swatted at her. “You’re ridiculous. But I’m being serious. Don’t get too caught up in it. She’s amazing, but I just don’t know that she would. She’s almost fifty.”
Heather bit back her response that Vanessa was only forty-seven. Okay, this was it. “I appreciate your warning, but…” She paused, trying to figure out how to say this, although the conversation so far would lead her to believe that Megan would be okay with this. “Do you remember when I met you at Urban Vine after your throuple incident?”
“Yeah. You said you met an amazing woman, but that for once, you accepted the fact that it wasn’t going to work out. But you didn’t tell me why.”
Heather opened her mouth just as Megan put two and two together.
Megan’s eyes went wide. “You met my aunt Vanessa?!”
“Yes. And it was probably the best night of my life. The connection was instant. But I knew she lived somewhere in rural Pennsylvania and that she owned a business there.”
“Yeah, but two hours isn’t crazy,” Megan said, her eyebrows furrowed.
“Wait, are you trying to convince me to make it work?” Heather asked with a laugh. “I thought you’d hate me.”
“The reason my mom thought you were my girlfriend was because I couldn’t stop gushing out you. Of course, I want you to be happy, and if it’s with my favorite aunt?” Megan shook her head. “Why wouldn’t I want that?”
Heather put her drink down and wrapped her arms around Megan, not even caring how ridiculous they looked, swaying back and forth as they hugged. “I feel like I’m in a dream.”
“Oh, I love this song,” Megan said, holding her hand over her heart after Heather had finally let her go. “It’s so romantic.” She narrowed her eyes, a lightbulb going off somewhere in her head as she reached for Heather’s hand. “I’m going to ask Gabriella to dance and save Vanessa. And then you can dance with her. Come on.”
Heather downed the rest of her cocktail before leaving the empty glass on the bar, happily following Megan out onto the floor.
Heather tried to hide her smile as she met Vanessa’s eyes, and Megan subtly cut in.
Vanessa met her eyes, a lopsided smile tugging at the corner of her lips, and then Gabriella was dancing with Megan.
Vanessa held out her hand, and Heather took it without hesitation. They swayed as they danced, bodies inches apart, and Vanessa’s hand on her bare shoulder sent a shiver down her spine.
“You told her?” Vanessa asked.
“Kind of.”
Vanessa arched an eyebrow.
“Megan could tell that I was attracted to you.”
“Oh really?”
“But she warned me that you might not be interested in someone so much younger.” Heather held her gaze, looking for any signs of confirmation of that idea, but Vanessa’s expression remained neutral. “And then I admitted to meeting you in New York, and Megan was actually trying to talk me into making this work, you know, with the distance and everything.”
“She was?”
Heather bit her lip for a second. “Yeah. And then she came up with the idea to whisk Gabriella away and let us dance together. She’s an amazing friend,” Heather added softly, the reality of Megan’s approval hitting her in that moment.
Not that it mattered what Megan thought it Vanessa wasn’t interested in her beyond that one night they’d had together. That kiss last night would lead Heather to believe that she did, but she wasn’t going to bank on it. They were living very different lives, and Gabriella was here, in Vanessa’s hometown, someone who would actually be perfect for Vanessa.
“You’re staying here tonight?” Vanessa asked, her voice low as she leaned closer, her breath tickling the shell of Heather’s ear as she spoke.
Heather swallowed. She’d been surprised when Megan told her to pack an overnight bag, but it was more to do with the weather forecast than the distance. The forecast was for at least six inches by morning but possibly up to a foot. She’d still offered to drive back, but Megan said that they’d already block booked the rooms, and that it was just easier.
Right now, she was so glad that they were all staying.
“Yes,” Heather said, her heart fluttering wildly now at the idea of sneaking up to Vanessa’s room in the next hour or two.
