“Well, this, I have to hear,” Lucy said.
Eloise nodded. “Count me in.”
“Cole and I will definitely be there,” Gracie said.
“Jane?” Hadley asked, turning to her father’s fiancée.
She shook her head. “Wish I could, but I’m on duty tonight.”
“We’ll take a video and send it to you,” Salem said.
“I’m just sad I’m going to miss Poet on tequila,” Jane said with a wink. “Something tells me she’s a lot of fun on tequila.”
“How ya feeling there, sport?” Salem asked me.
I swayed in my chair. “I’m feeling okay. I think.”
“Good enough to sing?”
I smirked. “I’m not singing.”
Hadley’s face fell. “You promised!”
“Did I?” I raised a brow. “When?”
Hadley’s brow furrowed. “Okay, you didn’t promise, but it would make me happy.”
“And you think I do things to make you happy?” I quipped.
“Yes. Don’t you?” Hadley lifted her cranberry spritzer to her lips.
“I’ll put my name on the list,”I said with a sigh.
I stood up. Brooks looked at me in confusion, momentarily pulling his attention away from Declan and Cas.
I wove through the crowd and headed to the bar. There was a binder of songs and a sign-up sheet. I quickly filled in the slot and added the song selection.
“Remind me never to do this again,” Wade said with a grimace.
“What? You don’t like drunk customers singing off key?” I asked with amusement.
“Not that,” he said. “I got a crowd in here asking for frozen drinks. Who the fuck are these city slickers?”
I sniggered.
“So you’re going to sing tonight, huh?” he asked.
“For Hadley. It’ll make her happy.” I sighed.
“Another shot, then?”
I shook my head. “Better not. I’m at that perfect place of just tipsy enough to be bold.”
“Ah, the perfect place.”
A customer from the other end of the bar called to Wade and he smiled at me before he went to go tend to him.
I wove my way through the crowd again, but before I could return to my seat, Brooks grasped my hand and tugged me down onto his lap.
