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I leaned back, laughing. “Oh, my God.”
“What?”
“You won’t be her wingman because the women she’s interested in are more interested in her than you?”
Hugo’s nostrils flared. “It sounds bad when you put it like that.”
“It sounds bad any way you put it.”
“Would you do it for your best friend?”
I raised my eyebrows. “One hundred percent. I have no issue being wingwoman for one of my friends no matter what their sexuality is.”
“So you’ll go out with Cait and get her laid?”
“Heck yeah. I’ll do it.”
Hugo rubbed his temple. “I’m not sure Moorhaven could handle that.”
I shrugged. “Send her to London. I don’t care. I’m literally here pretending to be my best friend to help her business. Going wherever Cait would need to go to meet someone seems like a small thing to do.”
“Christ. You really are a good person, aren’t you?”
“That, or you’re a raging bloody arsehole.”
Hugo paused. “Definitely the latter.”
I rolled my eyes. “Oh, stop it. You’re not that bad.”
“Was that a compliment I just heard?”
“Not exactly.” I put away the table plan and laid out the photos of the flowers. “I need to make sure these are ordered tomorrow. These are the ones your mum laid out as final, so please help me.”
Hugo pulled the pictures towards him. “Grandma will hate every single one of these.”
“I thought as much.”
“I suppose the most palatable for her would be the purple selection, but she’s going to complain no matter what.”
I grimaced, taking the photos back. “That’s what I’m afraid of. I can either please your mother or your grandmother. I cannot do both.”
Hugo chuckled. “Oh, no, munchkin. You’re mistaken. You cannot please my mother.”
“This is not helping.”
“I know. I’m a realist, though.”
“Funnily enough, I’d figured out that pleasing your mother is nigh on impossible,” I said, marking the photo with the purple floral display with an X.
Funnily enough, that had been Evelyn’s first choice, albeit begrudgingly. Perhaps there was hope for me after all.
You know.
As long as Camilla didn’t show up.
I was going to have to come up with a little something to convince her not to come down here when she got back. Maybe a few extra days in Norway.
After all, what would two more be at this point?
