Business Casual (Lovelight Book 4)

She raises both eyebrows. “I wasn’t that drunk,” she defends, mistaking the intent of my breakfast projectile. “You sang ‘Greased Lightnin’ ’ to my bird bath.”

His comment sours my mood further. If I wanted to be doing other things, I’d be doing them. For some reason that defies logical explanation, I wanted to do this with Charlie today. I wanted to bring him pizza the other night. I wanted him to kiss me in his kitchen, and I want him to kiss me now. And it’s making me a grump.

He quickly added two ducklings and a cow. He tried to adopt a raccoon, but Evie put her foot down.

“And hooking up with Nova Porter didn’t add enough flavor? You needed to make me a business plan too?” I freeze with another cupcake halfway to my mouth. “Um.”

“Yeah, we’re married.” His entire face lights up with the word, a grin tugging at his mouth. Either he’s been hitting the homemade moonshine that Gus snuck in, or he’s drunk on love.

The likelihood of Nova actually listening to me and moving the key after Beckett used it is slim to none. I tip up the planter with my foot and sigh at the glint of silver metal. “Stubborn,” I mutter to myself,

Across the dance floor, Layla’s eyes narrow like she can hear exactly what we’re saying. Caleb curls his arm around her without looking away from the person he’s talking to, his palm at the base of her throat. His thumb rubs up and down the long line of her neck, and she relaxes in increments, head tipped back against his shoulder.

“Everything okay?” Beckett asks. I keep my head ducked. I’m grinning like an idiot. “All good.” I’m better than good. Nova is flirting back.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy in my life, Nova girl.” He says it in a whisper. Like a secret. I drop my mouth to his and make it a promise. “Me too.”