“We’re having a legitimate wedding later. I had to get this deal sealed before I gave the partners my final offer. You know that,” I scoff.
“Oh, I know. Our first wedding sucked, too.” He turns to Scarlett and takes her hand.
“I believe I was in a coma for our first wedding,” Scarlett deadpans. “And I’m still not quite over it.”
“Beckett and Scarlett,” I explain to Selena as we walk to his waiting limousine, “had a one-night stand during the Christopher Street Masquerade Ball. One which you will attend with me this year.” I give Selena a wink.
“Oh, thank God, someone to talk to,” Scarlett groans. “And I will let you know it was my one and only one-night stand... and it’s lasted almost five years.”
“So far so good.” Beckett slaps Scarlett’s ass, and she elbows him in the ribs. Their love is so real you can taste it.
Selena offers her first real smile of the day, watching them.
“Scarlett was one of the caterers,” Beckett says, “and I—”
“He said I had the sexiest legs of anyone he’s ever met,” Scarlett interrupts.
“And you still fucking do. Sorry, Selena, but she’s my wife.”
“No, that's okay. Scarlett, you're beautiful.” Selena is sweet and shy with her compliments.
“Do you know something?” Scarlett dips her voice conspiratorially. “This douchebag—” she points at me.
“Hey,” I protest.
“—has been trying to get in my pants forever. He is a serial dater and always has one eye open for his next victim.” She has a sinister edge to her voice, playful but warning. Selena looks wary.
While it’s true, I hate that Scarlett mentions it.
“But the way he looks atyou...” Scarlett touches Selena’s back gently. “Well, I’ve never seen him look at anyone that way. Because you are gorgeous and too sweet for him.”
“She isn’t wrong,” I confirm, smiling at Selena.
“Anyway, this one,” I point to Scarlett, changing the subject, “is such a stubborn ass. She ran off, planned to have the baby by herself, got hit by a car, and gave birth on the side of the road.”
“Oh my God,” Selena gasps. “How did you survive that?”
“She almost didn’t.” Beckett gets in the back with us.
“Beckett saved my life,” Scarlett says, her voice cracking a little. “I don’t think I ever thanked you properly.”
“You thank me every day, babe.” Beckett leans over and kisses her. “Take us to Daniel, please,” he tells the driver, closing the partition.
“A DNA test revealed the child born to the comatose woman was his,” I reveal with a flourish.
“Surprise of my life,” Beckett confirms. “Talk about divine intervention.”
“Can’t wait until we have her,” Beckett says, leaning down to kiss Scarlett’s belly again. “Maybe she isn’t our last.”
“Oh my God, Beckett, I have to do something else with my life! I can’t always be pregnant,” she laughs. “But... we’ll see.”
“Sounds beautiful,” Selena says with a quiet sadness.
I realize just how shitty this day must be for her. I take Selena’s hand and kiss it.
“Thank you for doing this. I know it’s not the ideal situation.”
Tears are welling in her eyes. They are hard to ignore.
