Oh God, was I going to do this?
Ugh.
I was going to do it.
I knocked on Davi’s bedroom door.
“Aye?” I heard from the other side.
I opened the door and walked in, only to have Davi shoot a beaming smile at me while she shrugged on a cardigan.
“I’m leaving Mum and Ned to their whiskies tonight and coming up early to spend hours in that tub,” she announced. “I’m rubbish with that kind of thing. I’m thinking of redoing my bathroom at home. Do ye think you’d have time to help?”
Startled, for a second, I didn’t know what to say.
“I ken you’re probably busy,” she went on.
I was never busy.
But, wait.
I was.
I was always busy.
How was I always busy?
And how had I not noticed I was always busy?
“So forget I said anything,” Davi finished.
“I’d love to help. I love doing things like that,” I told her.
Her face lit up. “Really?”
I nodded.
“That would be pure dead brilliant,” Davi gushed.
“And it’d be my pleasure,” I replied.
Davi’s brows knit. “I thought ye were going out with Dair about now?”
“I am,” I told her. “He just knocked on my door and told me he’s ready when I was. But, I…could you…” I took in a breath. “Okay, I know I’m going out on a date with your brother, so this might be a strange thing for me to ask, but do you think my outfit is okay?”
I was wearing high-waisted, parchment-white trousers that fit snug at the ass, hips and upper thighs but had a wide leg.
I topped this with a sleeveless, high neck, soft super-faded denim top that was blousy and gathered at the waist and had a bit of a crop, so it showed a hint of skin at the midriff.
High, wedge espadrilles on my feet. Hair down in beachy waves. Makeup two steps up from casual day, three down from nighttime drama. Gold hoops, a bangle, a thick ring with a big white, oblong stone in the center on the middle finger of my left hand. And a camel, Dior saddlebag as my purse.
Davi’s eyes grew huge as she stared at me.
“I’m used to going out in New York,” I explained.
And not with hot, ex-professional rugby players who kissed like a dream and saw a me I did not see.
“Blake, ye always look great,” Davi said. “Tonight, perfect for a mountain-town date with my big brother.”
