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I opened my mouth to speak but then snapped it shut. Everyone was tipsy and letting loose. Even if it sounded personal. Like Gia wanted to sleep with someone. It couldn’t be Silas.She hated him.
The champagne was our way to celebrate our first wedding planned together. Tonight was a chance to let loose. The list was all in good fun. Surely, it wasn’t enforceable.
Even if Gia wanted to enforce it, I’d slept with the groomsman before it was made. If the truth came out, hopefully, it wouldn’t affect my business arrangement with the women.
Gia tapped her pen on her chin. “I should type this up and make it official.”
I nearly groaned out loud. A headache formed at the base of my skull, threatening to turn into a full-blown tension headache.
When Lily looked like she was about to agree, I interrupted, “I’m sure that’s not necessary.”
I’d stopped drinking as soon as Gia mentioned creating rules and lists. Now, I was certain I was the only one thinking clearly.
Lily and Sophie were sprawled on the couch, scrolling through their phones, Gia sat ramrod straight in her desk chair, and I was perched on the edge of the stiff leather guest chair.
I’d been waiting for Gia or one of the other women to call me out on my indiscretion. But no one said anything, so maybe I was safe. For now.
Gia’s gaze lifted to meet mine. “It wouldn’t be good business for you to sleep with the clients.”
I let out a laugh. “It’s really the bride and groom who are the clients. And no one is going to sleep with them. That would be awkward and unprofessional.”
Gia shook her head. “I still don’t think it’s good form for us to get close to the family or guests.”
“That’s reasonable,” Sophie said.
Easy for her to say, she was in a committed relationship. None of it even applied to her. But surely, it wasn’t retroactive. It was a one-time mistake. I’d never see Nick again. It would never come up. As long as no one saw me leave with him.
Hopefully, Nick hadn’t said anything to his cousin, Ethan, or his wife, Savannah, especially since we were all friends. That was really the only other way anyone would find out. And Nick didn’t seem like the type to kiss and tell. I sucked in a breath. Unless he wanted to find me. He’d asked me to stay.
“Oh, I almost forgot to mention. A woman came into Petals the other day with invitations she designed. She asked if she could display them in the shop,” Lily said.
Gia set the list aside to focus on her. “How were they?”
“Honestly? They were amazing. Very detailed and beautifully done.”
“What did you say?” Gia asked.
“I took a sample and told her I’d think about it. I thought we should discuss it together. I think it could be an amazing collaboration.”
She pulled the sample—blue writing on thick card stock—out of her purse and handed it to Gia.
“This is amazing,” Gia murmured as she held it up so we could see. There were flowers embossed on the top and the script was beautifully done. “She handwrites the calligraphy?”
“She does,” Lily said.
“This is such a nice touch. I think the couples would love that an artist prepared their invitations. Does she have a price list?”
“So far, everything she does is custom.”
“Do you think she’d be willing to offer a few as packages the couples could pick from and have them done?”
“I don’t see why not,” Lily said.
“Talk to her, tell her our plan, and ask if she’d be willing to meet with us. What’s her name?”
Lily reached over to hand Gia a business card. “Everly Long.”
“I love the idea of expanding if others have a service they can provide. Is there anything else we need to look into? Any other collaboration that would be good?” Gia asked, looking at each of us.
