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The light dimmed. “I don't think Gabi will want that. I'd rather wait and give her the wedding of her dreams.”
Aru seemed entirely enchanted with the idea of a wedding cruise, and unless he was a superb actor, he wasn't thinking about it as an opportunity to do harm.
Since Andrew was already there, Kian might as well ask a question or two to make sure.
Frankie
Frankie waved at the waiter. "Another round of margaritas, please."
Mia regarded her with concerned eyes. "It's your third one. You're gonna puke."
"I'm going for passed out." Frankie glanced at Tom, who was pretending not to have heard the puke remark.
It was embarrassing to get plastered with her besties around, but it was doubly embarrassing with a hot guy at the table, even if he belonged to Mia.
Tom had offered to leave and come back later to collect his girl, but Frankie had invited him to stay in the hopes that the Perfect Match job would come up, but so far, he pretended that he hadn't connected the dots.
Men. Even the smart ones were stupid.
Frankie had invited her besties to a night of drinking to lament the job she'd lost. Couldn't he have figured out that she desperately needed a new one?
She'd filled out a bunch of applications, but so far, she hadn't gotten an answer from any of them. There was no reason to panic yet, and she had only been unemployed for a total of four days so far, but given that no one had bothered to even acknowledge her application, her prospects weren't looking good.
There wasn't much she could do with her worthless college degree in English other than teach or go to grad school and become a lawyer. Her minor in performing arts was good for nothing, as well. She'd taken it for fun and had enjoyed every moment. Still, she wasn't a great actress or singer despite what her family kept saying.
After she'd told her parents about getting fired, her mom suggested grad school, but Frankie didn't want to accumulate even more student debt, or at least that was what she had told her parents. She didn't want to go back to school and put her life on hold again.
As the waiter arrived with their drinks, Margo removed the paper umbrella and added it to the other two she'd collected. "It's not the end of the world, Frankie, and getting fired from that dead-end job is no reason to drink until you pass out."
"Words of wisdom, as always, but it's not just about the job, and you know it."
Margo grimaced. "I'm not having any more luck than you in that department. There are no good men to be found these days." She cast Tom an apologetic glance. "Except for you, of course."
"What about the gentlemen Mia's grandparents introduced you to?"
"What about them?" Margo asked. "None of them asked either of us on a date." She looked at Mia. "Your grandma is awesome, but she's a bit of an airhead. The guys she found for us were all gorgeous but talk about awkward. Frankie and I felt like we'd stepped back in time."
Mia grimaced. "Yeah, that wasn't the best idea. I'm sure they wouldn't have been as awkward if my grandparents weren't there."
Possibly. Or maybe the guys hadn't found her and Margo attractive, interesting, or smart enough, or whatever they had been looking for in a girl.
Talk about a blow to the ego.
"So, Tom." Margo leaned back with her margarita in hand. "What about those Perfect Match jobs you and Mia were talking about? It would be great if at least one was available for our Frankie."
Thank you, Margo. Frankie could have kissed her on both cheeks.
"There have been some delays." Tom gave Frankie an apologetic look. "The tech department was busy with another project that took precedence, but now the parts are in, and they are working on it. The machines should be ready in a couple of weeks, so if you can hold off until then, I can see what I can do about a job for you."
Mia cleared her throat. "You are forgetting about the cruise. No one will be there to train Frankie."
"Right." He smoothed a hand over his enviably silky dark hair. "I forgot about that."
Margo looked at him with incredulous eyes. "Are you taking everyone in the company on a cruise?"
"Not everyone," Tom said evasively.
His answer could have meant he was taking only a few or almost everyone.
