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“Oh, she did. He dropped two f bombs, and she lost it.”
“I would have paid money to see that,” I said around a laugh.
He bumped me with his shoulder, his smile softening his strong features. “Thanks for helping me out tonight with him. I appreciate it. He can never turn down a pretty face.”
“Excuse me, I made very valid points. I don’t think my looks had anything to do with it.”
“The minute you fluttered your eyelashes, he was done.”
“I did not flutter my eyelashes.”
“You did, but it worked.”
We got to my car and stopped. “I guess I’ll see you in a week.” I’d been content not seeing him until the engagement party, but now that he was in front of me, waiting a week felt like an eternity.
He opened my car door and smiled. It wasn’t that overly charming grin. It was half-hearted, as if he wasn’t ready to say goodbye, either. It was too late to grab a coffee or a glass of wine, even though the last time wasn’t a good look on me.
“I’ll see you next week.” He pressed a kiss to my cheek. My eyes slid shut, savoring the warmth spreading through me. “Bye.” The single word was rough and dripped with so many words left unspoken.
“Bye,” I managed, then slipped into my car. It took me a minute to get myself together, and when I did, I drove away, the feel of his lips lingering on my cheek.
With my gas tank full, luggage in the back, I picked Phoebe up from the lodge. She was already outside, standing next to three suitcases. I put the Rover in park and hopped out. “You do realize we’re only going for two days, right?”
“Yes, and I don’t know what I’ll be in the mood to wear tomorrow.”
“The mood? You dress based on your mood?”
“You do have sisters, don’t you?” She sighed. “Yes, if I’m feeling bloated, then I’m not going to wear the tight dress. If I’m feeling short, then I don’t want to wear the tea length dress. And if I’m feeling anxious, I don’t want to wear anything that’s restrictive. Then there are the shoes to match. So I need options.”
“To answer your question, yes, I have sisters. Three, as you damn well know. But I never paid that much attention to their luggage.”
I packed a suit with a shirt and a tie and pants and a shirt for the next day. If I learned anything from my three sisters, it wasdon’t ask. So I nodded, grabbed the suitcases, and hoisted them into the back of the Rover.
“You ready?” I asked.
Phoebe pulled out a notebook and a pen, readying her hand above the list. God help me. She checked something off and scanned the page. “Did you get gas?”
“Yes.”
“Did you check the oil?”
“Yes.” She’d insisted, even though we were only driving to Massachusetts and not California. “I also checked the tire pressure, the coolant, and the headlights. Anything else on that list I should know about?”
She folded the notebook closed and placed it in her bag. “No.”
“Good. Can we go?”
With a nod, she strutted toward the passenger door. Five hours in the car, and she chose to wear heels. I shook my head and made my way to the other side. I hopped in and yanked the door shut. The scent of daisies engulfed me, making me want to nuzzle the place behind her ear where I knew she dabbed her perfume. I swallowed the urge and clicked my seatbelt into place.
“I have the address in my GPS so we can get the fastest route,” she said.
“I already have it plugged into the truck's GPS.”
“Oh.” She tapped out of whatever app she was in and placed her phone and hands on her lap. “You seem to have everything under control, then.”
I glanced over at her. “You do remember I was the responsible one back in the day, right?”
“I guess it’s just been a long time. I’m used to being the one in charge now.”
