Landry
Hey, man. Can I ask you a question?
Rowan
You just did.
Landry
Is already being legally married grounds for fast-tracking a church wedding?
Rowan
I’m honestly not sure, but I’ll take this as a good sign as far as my sister’s virtue is concerned.
Landry
Don’t you have a priest on speed dial or something?
Rowan
It’s Christmas, Landry. I’d rather save my favors for a real emergency.
Landry
This could be considered an emergency.
My phone rings, and I laugh to myself before I answer the call. “Where are you?” Rowan demands.
“I’m at my old man’s house for the night. It’s a long story. Daisy’s at our place.”
“All right,” he says with a sigh. “You—stay put. I’ll get an answer by tomorrow.”
I smirk harder. “You’re my second-to-favorite LaFleur, you know.”
He grunts. “Yeah. And you’re my second-to-favorite Reed.”
“Hey,” I protest. “How did I end up ranking below Loren after the way she screwed you over?”
“Oh no, your sister is third on the list. I was talking about your mom,” he replies, obviously pleased with himself, and I can’t help but laugh.
CHAPTER 45
daisy
I stretchand smile to myself before I roll out of bed, giddy with the prospect of seeing my husband again. I go into the bathroom to freshen up before practically skipping to the kitchen to get the coffee started, but I stop abruptly when I find him already standing at the coffee maker.
Landry runs his fingers through his hair and shoots me a shy smile before he steps forward to place a kiss on my cheek, and my face instantly heats up.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he murmurs as he backs away.
“Morning. You’re here early.”
“I didn’t really get a lot of sleep last night. I guess I was looking forward to that coffee you promised me.”
“Uh-huh.” I smirk and step around him to get the coffee brewing, then I turn to the stove and busy myself with the frying pan next. “Eggs?”
“Yeah, sure, thanks,” he says, automatically grabbing the carton from the fridge and setting it down beside me before he leans back against the counter.
