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"Which is why we have a dress and shoes being delivered tomorrow," Jeremiah adds.
I was preparing to stand, but I go still now. "You did that...for me?"
"Of course," Ezekiel says, as if it's truly that simple.
Ezekiel leaves the room, walking into the living room, and then I look up at Jeremiah. He just wiggles his brows, jutting his head towards where his brother is.
"You heard the man.Of course. Come on."
He leaves, but I stay in the bedroom a moment longer, for once, telling my heart it's okay to feel what it's feeling.
Of course.Just two words, but they hold so much meaning.
Chapter 9
I can barely even concentrate enough throughout the day to know if the bands I audition are any good. Now that Jeremiah and Ezekiel aren't sneaking to come see me, we're back to texting all day, so between that and anticipation for tonight, I'm basically counting on Heather to be the one paying attention to the bands today. They won't tell me where we're going, and knowing me, have forbidden me from looking up nearby restaurants.
"Somebody's distracted," Heather sing-songs.
I cut my eyes to her. "It's all your fault. Them being here, and now I can't think of anything but them. You know, them and the burger you lured me to stay in my room with."
She laughs. "I will fully take the blame for facilitating love."
Love,my mind whispers. My eyes widen at the sound of it, because, for the first time, it isn't a hiss or a scoff at the word. But an...embracement of it. It feels equal parts exciting and terrifying, but what it feels like most, is a realization. More like a revelation for me. I love them.
I love them.
It happened somewhere in the time that I was still trying to convince myself that I didn't feel anything for them at all. It happened with each text and call that went late into the night. It happened with each touch and kiss. It happened as I laid between them at night and woke up between them in the morning.
"What's that look about?" she asks, brows furrowed.
I just smile, not even knowing if I'm ready to say the words to Ezekiel and Jeremiah, let alone her. "Nothing. Um, I definitelywasn't paying a bit of attention though, so were any of them good?"
"The second one." She chuckles, shaking her head. "I think they'll do the best with giving a good mixture of music."
I nod. "We'll go with them, then."
"Really?" she exclaims.
"You say they're good, then they're the ones."
She smiles and I love that I could give her a little confidence boost. I definitely know I needed it when I was in college. Before Sophie and Charlotte had come along, I'd only had my mother to encourage me, and her encouragements were short while her stories of her newest loves were long. This event for the hospital could either make or break my career. If I impressed the men and women coming there, people with very deep pockets, then I'd be set. If I failed though, they wouldn't give me a chance. I don't even know if Law could persuade the board to use me for the next event.
Planning Sophie and Laws' wedding was one thing. The pressure was more so about making sure my best friend had the best, most stress-free day possible. This charity event, however, had much more pressure, and a lot more riding on it.
"All right," I say, pushing everything aside for the moment to focus. "What else do we need to get done?"
"Obviously, Jackson is all set as the chef. Since you confirmed the menu options he provided, the only thing now is making sure everything he needs is there. The floral arrangements are taken care of, decorations, all the items for silent auction are done, as well. Sophie asked Law who absolutely must not be seated next to each other and sent me over a list. I should be done with theseating chart by tonight for you to look over." She grins, then. "Well, in the morning, anyway. I know you'll be busy tonight."
"And what about you? Are going out with Sonny again?"
"He hasn't asked yet, but we've been texting so maybe. He knows it's my last night here, so we'll see how much he wants to see me again before I go."
We pack up and Heather taunts me almost the whole way back to the hotel about how excited I seem. There's no use in denying it, I am. Just knowing they’re waiting in my room for me. Thinking about what we're going to do when we get back to the room from dinner. I'm still sore from last night, but I know it damn sure isn't going to stop me from doing it all over again tonight.
"Have a nice night," Heathers says when we reach our rooms.
"You, too. If Sonny doesn't text you, you text him."
