He rolls his eyes. “Too easy. A mermaid.”
“Harper said it had to be easy enough for tourists to solve.”
“Mission accomplished.”
I giggle and slap his shoulder. “Be nice. Harper’s trusting me.”
“You got this, girl.”
I nod to him before rushing off to do the zillion tasks I need to finish before we can open the bar. By the time the first customer arrives, my bangs are sweaty and clinging to my forehead.
“Here comes trouble,” Dave mutters when five women enter the bar.
Trouble is right. Sophia, Chloe, Nova, Maya, and Paisley are the owners of the local brewery,Five Fathoms.They’re also the reason I got detention for five days my senior year of high school. No senior skip day for me.
I make my way to their table. “No bar fights tonight or I’m kicking you out.”
Sophia snorts. “You’d never kick us out.”
“Try me.”
Paisley studies me. “Living with Zane is improving you. Good.”
Chloe, Nova, Maya, and Sophia clap.
“Tell us more!” Chloe insists.
“I don’t live with Zane. I’m his nanny for now.”
She waggles her eyebrows. “Nanny ornanny?”
“I’ve read this book. The single dad always ends up with the nanny.” Maya leans closer. “Have you kissed already?”
I try to fight it, but I can feel the heat spreading on my cheeks.
“She has!” Maya squeals. “I am loving this.”
I make a cutting motion across my neck. “Knock it off. I’m not falling in love with a Raider brother. I know better.”
Paisley purses her lips. “I’m in love with a Raider. Are you saying I’m an idiot?”
“You’re with Eli. He doesn’t count.”
“I know for a fact his last name is Raider. He’s reminded me enough times when he’s needling me to change my name upon marriage.”
I latch onto the change of subject. “Is that why you’re not married yet? You don’t want to change your name, but he wants you to?”
She wags her finger at me. “Nuh uh. We are not changing the topic away from you kissing Zane.”
“I never said I kissed Zane.”
“But your face did,” Nova claims.
See what I mean? These five are trouble to their cores. It doesn’t matter how they’ve all found love and settled down. They’re still shit stirrers. It’s a good thing only one of them is with a Raider. The world would implode if all five of them were with the five Raider brothers.
“Let’s get champagne to celebrate,” Maya says.
“Champagne?” Sophia’s nose wrinkles. “We don’t celebrate with champagne on Smuggler’s Hideaway.”
