“Did everything go smoothly?” Susan asked.
“Yes,” Griffin replied. “We got all of the boxes moved and upstairs.”
“If you need help unpacking, let us know,” she continued.
I was shocked by her offer. I was practically a stranger. She’d only met me once, and based on how all of this started, I wasn’t so sure how accepting of me Griffin’s parents were.
Maybe I was overthinking this.
“Thank you, but I have to do it myself. I have to look at everything and figure out where it fits.”
She nodded. “That’s true. It’s hard to delegate that.”
I glanced at the table. They’d already prepped stuff for the grill: a plate with meat and a separate one with veggies.
“This was a group effort,” Hannah said, following my gaze.
“I figured. By the way, Hannah, you have a beautiful inn.”
“Thanks! I love it. Especially now that I’ve finally repaired every single thing.” She pressed her lips together before adding, “I hope I’m not jinxing myself. Every time I think I’ve fixed everything, something new breaks.”
Chase stepped next to her, kissing the back of her head. “It’s an old house, love. Things are bound to break down. But we’ll take care of it, don’t worry.”
They were too cute for words.
“Enough small talk. How can we help?” Wyatt asked.
“Each of you grab something and bring it outside,” Chase said.
I liked how the guys took over. I was wondering if Knox or Finn would give him shit because he was so openly into Hannah, but they didn’t.
As we all carried things outside, Hannah and Chase were discussing what to grill first. I whistled when I saw the long-ass table they’d put there.
Hannah laughed, looking at me. “I know, right? It seems like it’s never-ending. The guests like to gather here and chat among themselves.”
As we set everything on the table, Chase said, “I’m going to start putting the veggies on the grill because they typically take a little while.” He had corn and peppers and some zucchini.
“Did you two go to some sort of school without telling us?” Knox asked Chase as the latter grabbed a bowl with veggies.
“What are you talking about?” Chase asked.
“Just that you and Hannah and Griffin and Phoebe are starting to worry me.”
I grinned to myself.
“What’s that about, babe?” Griffin asked, eyes on my mouth.
I tilted my head toward Knox, but he and Chase weren’t within earshot anymore. “I was wondering if they’d give him shit too.”
“No good deed goes unpunished in this family,” he replied.
Hannah snickered next to us. “That’s right.”
My phone beeped, and I took it out of my back pocket.
Mom: All good, hon?
Shit, I forgot to answer her.I typed back quickly.
