And she’s pissed that I was smiling and winking at another woman.
My dick high-fives my nuts.She likes us.
“Fun brunch with Em and Sabrina?” I ask.
“Yep.”
“Went long, huh? You left me unsupervised.”
“I was supervisingChandlerinstead.”
“Ew.”
She slides me a look. Her lips twitch, and I grin in triumph.
Made her smile. Or at leastwantto smile. And suppress it.
And for the record—thisgrin that I’m giving Laney?
This one’s my best. None of the showboat grin that Claire got.
“Guess babysitting me doesn’t look so bad after that, does it?” I nudge her with my elbow.
Her lips twitch more. She makes a sigh-harrumph that I tell myself is her way of getting her face back under control so I don’t know that I’m amusing her.
But as she’s settling her expression, her gaze wanders to my chest.
I puff it out.
Just a little. Not enough to be obvious, but enough to show off what I’ve done with my body.
“Why is your shirt always unbuttoned?” she asks me, like that’s the reason she’s staring.
“It’s hot here. You should try it.”
“You wish.”
“I do. It’s freeing. I want you to feel free.”
She slides me another look. This one comes with pinkening cheeks and makes me smile harder.
“Ah, fuck, your parents got here, didn’t they?” The words fly out of my mouth before I can stop them.
And I should’ve stopped them.
Because now she’s scowling. “No, Theo, my parents are not here yet.”
“I didn’t mean—”
“It’s fine.”
“—anything by that. Except that—nope. Nothing. Didn’t mean anything at all.” Except that her parents are prudish nightmares who taught Laney that fun is bad and duty is all that matters.
“Emma has requested that you and I be a team for the scavenger hunt, and she gave me all of the clues and answers, which I willnotbe sharing with you, so that we can make sure you avoid Chandler.”
Already got the clues and answers elsewhere a few hours ago, which I don’t really need to tell her. “I haven’t seen—fuck. I did see Chandler.”
She pauses and looks at me, and then, for the second time in two days, Laney hauls me through the bushes to a more secluded area as the sounds of the voices get louder and closer. She shoots a look up at the sky and pushes me past where we rendezvoused last night to a spot even farther from the lanai and the wedding party, with no coconut trees overhead threatening to drop fruit on us.
