Liam nodded. “He seemed okay, though. Only a little nervous. But they’ve already done this. So, it’s not anything new.”
“I’m still so confused about how it even happened.”
“If you’d been able to come home for Noah’s funeral, you would understand. We could all see it then. Even if the two of them were too stubborn to admit it.”
It was something I’d never get back. I’d missed it, and the guilt churned in my stomach like acid.“I’m assuming the rest of the gang is here, too.”
“They are. Somewhere around here. I think Wes still has his leash on, so just find Olivia, and you’ll find him. Erik was chasing the skirt of one of the cocktail waitresses a few minutes ago.”
“Are Noah’s parents here?”
“Yeah, I saw them before the show.”
“I want to offer my condolences.”
“I’m sure they’ll appreciate that.”
My clutch vibrated in my hand and I pulled my phone out.
Elijah
You’re at that fashion show right now, right?
I looked up and around, a weird sensation falling over me like I was being watched. The idea of Elijah showing up unexpectedly was unsettling.
Why did he text me? What did he want?
I didn’t message him back. Instead, I shoved my phone back into my clutch.
“The dress suits you. I knew it would. That shade of green is your color.”
I held my arms out. “Thank you for this. It’s a gorgeous dress.”
“It’s nothing. I had to supply a bunch of outfits tonight. The least I could do was make sure my two favorite girls were dressed for the occasion.”
“Blake has more of a reason to be wearing a pretty dress than I do. It’s her night!”
“I’m sure Elijah would love to see you dressed up like that. Did you get a picture?”
I shook my head. There might be one person who would appreciate the effort put in for this night, and it wasn’t Elijah.
Liam hooked his arm in mine and pulled me to the edge of the room. “Hand me your phone.” I rolled my eyes at his business tone and handed it to him. “Now, try to not let the beauty of the dress overtake you. Work it for me.”
“Liam!” I shouted, but the smile that worked its way onto my lips was genuine.
“God, I’m good. Look at those lines, the way the fabric gathers and shows off the leg. Any man would be lucky to have their girl in that dress.”
“I see you are still full of yourself.”
Liam handed my phone back. “Eh, got to be when you work with the fashion world’s elite. If not, they’d eat me alive.”
I glanced down at the photo Liam had taken, and I had to admit, he was right. I looked good, fabulous even. The confidence radiated from me.
“Thank you, Liam. For everything. I wouldn’t be here without you.”
He placed a hand on my shoulder. “Of course. I’ll always be here for you.” Liam paused for a moment. “And the person you want to see the most just appeared, and looks extra glowy.”
I grinned. “Come congratulate them with me.”
