“You wore a veil with penises on it too?” Claire is staring at me like she doesn’t know what to think of me.
I replay the last few bits of our conversation that I wasn’t paying attention to, and yep.
She said something likebut you’ve probably never worn a penis veil to a bachelorette party, and I saidsure have, because that’s my default.
Yep. I’ve done that. Name it. I’ve done it.
I grin and wink at her. “Why not? Made everyone happy.”
“What made everyone happy?” Sabrina asks.
She and Laney are lurking behind an enormous hibiscus bush that needs to be trimmed back from the sidewalk.
Laney’s poker-faced.
Fuuuuck.
Did she see me wink at Claire?
I’m an idiot. I’m officially an idiot who needs to get his wink under control.
“Theo was just telling me he crashed a bachelorette party in a penis veil once,” Claire says.
“I didn’t hear about that,” Sabrina says.
Code forif I didn’t hear it, it didn’t happen.
I hit her with some solid eye contact. “You don’t heareverything.”
Yep.
That one landed.
Her lip curls while she narrows her eyes at me.
“Are you seriously going to let him get your goat?” Laney asks her. She doesn’t wait for an answer and instead grabs me by the elbow. “Theo. Come on. We’re sitting at thebackof the room for instructions.”
She’s stiff as Princess Plainy-Laney used to be in high school.
And I feel every bit as uncoordinated and dumb as I did back then in the height of my crush-on-her days.
Especially since the feel of her hand on my elbow is giving me goosebumps.
Thegoodkind of goosebumps.
And she can probably feel them.
“I had a twitch in my eyelid,” I tell her as I hustle to keep up, hoping she’s just embarrassed about last night and trying to hide it. “I wasn’t winking at Claire.”
Laney’s quickly becoming one of the highlights of my week.
Don’t really want to lose it when I’m dreading this wedding more by the day.
“Mm-hmm. Leftover effect of all of that sand in your eye yesterday?” she asks.
“Must be.”
She doesn’t believe me.
