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English gave him a clever grin. “When I’m right, I’m right.”
“I very much doubt my mother will ever forget it.”
“She shouldn’t.” She rose onto her tiptoes and pressed a kiss to her fiancé’s mouth.
“And you too, if you know what’s good for you,” I added.
Court shot me a grin. “Cheeky little shit today, aren’t you, Whit? Where’syourfiancé anyway? I’d like to remind him the same thing and see how he takes it.”
“My fiancé already knows who calls the shots.”
Court laughed. “That right?”
English elbowed him in the ribs. “Don’t antagonize her.”
“Meantagonizeher?”
I chuckled as the rest of our party appeared in the foyer, dressed for the gala tonight. Katherine was in a blood-red dress while Lark was in a forest green. The guys were all in crisp black suits.
And then there was me, in a seafoam dress that swirled around my feet like I was a mermaid just stepping out of the water.
Gavin’s russet hair shone as he caught sight of me, and his eyes lit up like Christmas morning. “Damn,” he groaned.
Then, he swept past his friends and scooped me up, twirling me in place. I swatted at him, as if I didn’t enjoy the spectacle.
But it was Camden Percy, of all people, to comment on it. “I’m glad you have stopped pretending you’re not dating.”
“We weren’t pretending …” Gavin interjected.
Sam gave a disbelieving guffaw.
Court clapped him on the shoulder. “Keep telling yourself that.”
Katherine gestured to the door. “Now, let’s go before the children realize we’re leaving.”
Everyone laughed, and we piled into two cars and drove to the seaside venue. We were greeted at the entrance to the glass building with flutes of champagne and little finger food.
I took a cucumber sandwich with reluctance. “I thought this was a cupcake gala.”
Gavin snorted and gestured off to the left, where I discovered an entire sculpture of the glass building we were currently standing in, made entirely of cake and cupcakes.
I gawped. “Holy shit.”
“You can have cake to your heart’s content. But first, dinner.”
We were seated at a table with all of our friends. I spotted Margaret at a nearby table in a bright pink dress. Micah Locke on her arm again. They were laughing, and she was making friends with every person nearby, as she had done the previous night.
She hurried over to plant a kiss on my cheek. “Cousin,” she said with a laugh.
“Hi, Maggie,” I said, turning in my seat to face her. “How was your day?”
“Oh, delightful. The Lockes have a house not far from here. We mostly hung out by the pool all day.”
“Sounds nice.”
“Also,” she said almost conspiratorially, “I heard someone is having a bridal shower back in Midland.”
I glanced at Gavin, and he groaned.
