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She ran her hands down the sides of her dress, accentuating her hips. “You think?”
“Stunning.”
Harley huffed at all the hormones flying. “I’m going to go get a drink.”
“No, you are not!” Whitt said at the same time I said, “Harley!”
She laughed. “Can’t stop me.”
Then, she disappeared. I ground my teeth together, and Whitt looked like he was about to follow her.
“Let her go,” Eve said. “This is a safe place. She won’t get into any trouble.”
“You don’t know my sister,” Whitt said.
I couldn’t disagree. “Harley finds trouble wherever it is.”
Eve laughed. “I know all about that.”
“Tessi will keep an eye on her,” Nora said. “I gave her a list of minors ahead of time. There are a few of them.”
Whitt still looked like he wanted to go off after her, but Eve was still standing there, admiring him up and down.
She touched the sleeve of his suit. “Mind if I steal you for a minute?”
Whitt’s eyes shot back to Eve. The gentle touch, the familiar flirting. He nodded. “After you.”
Eve shot him a simpering smile. She winked at Nora and then headed off with my brother, leaving us all alone.
“Well, they’re unexpected,” I admitted.
Nora shrugged. “Eve is the kind of girl who goes after what she wants.” Her eyes flicked up to mine. A small, knowing smile came to her lips.
I should resist that smile. The look from under her lashes. The way she leaned in toward me. Yep, I should definitely walk away from this.
“The wedding turned out amazing.”
“Thank you,” she said brightly. “I was pleased.”
“You have a talent.”
Her eyes moved around the room and then back to me. “I was told not to talk about weddings right away, but hey, we’re at a wedding, right?”
I blinked at her. “Nora…I…this…”
She laughed softly. “Oh man, am I that bad at this?”
“That bad at…what?”
“Flirting,” she said, biting her lip.
“You’re flirting with me?”
“I mean, apparently, I am not good at it.”
“No,” I said quickly. “You’re not bad at it.”
“Okay. I’ll keep practicing then,” she said with a wink.
I clenched my hands on the table to keep from reaching for her. She was playing me at my own game. And it was working.
“Did you practice while I was gone?”
Her eyes were guileless. “Why would I do that?”
“Because you said that you wanted to move on. You wanted to flirt and date and all that.”
“I did. I do,” she said firmly. “And I can’t say that everything is perfect, but I have moved on. And I want to flirt and date and all that.”
“But you didn’t while I was out of town?”
“I didn’t,” she confirmed. “Did you…see anyone when you were out of town?”
I shook my head automatically. “We went out, but I wasn’t interested.”
She bit her lip, and it looked like she wanted to ask why. But of course, I couldn’t explain why.
“LA was sort of a lot anyway.”
