There was a small couch off to the side of the bed where they could both watch TV at a good distance before sleep.
It was silly for them to do that, but considerate that he’d offered.
“I’m sure you do,” he said.
“I’m assuming you’re getting dressed at your grandmother’s tomorrow?”
“I’m going to run over and get a suit in the morning and then come back here. No reason to go that early and just be in the way.”
“Or have to talk to people?”
“I don’t mind talking to my grandmother, but she’ll be busy.”
“I can tell by the look on your face you’re not happy about that.”
“What gave it away? The frown or my sneer?”
She moved to the couch and sat, he did the same.
“What’s wrong?” she asked.
“She’s too old—and she’d smack me for saying that, but it’s the truth—to be hosting this event.”
“Did she offer her house to your cousin? It’s his grandmother too.”
“As far as I know, Nick asked. My grandmother would never say no. She loves her two grandsons.”
“That bothers you to say it, but I can tell she loves you more.”
His hand nudged her arm. “Shhh. That’s between my grandmother and me.”
Her eyes rolled. “I’m sure it’s a well-known secret. Didn’t your cousin have a wedding planner for this?”
“He’s letting Courtney do everything. I heard from my grandmother that he wanted one and she’d said no that she had it covered.”
“Yet you don’t think Courtney does?”
“Nope. I bet you do a lot with weddings, don’t you?”
“Actually, no. There is a wedding planner and she has a few staff. They also take care of all events. But I work closely with that team since customer service is parallel to it.”
“Got it,” he said. “Don’t judge here. I’m positive things won’t go as smoothly as Courtney hopes. Or that my father thinks. He’ll make snide remarks.”
“That’s not nice.”
“My father isn’t a nice person. He’s charismatically snooty. Arrogantly a dickhead. Women seem to love it.”
“Oh, I doubt it. Though there are plenty that find that attractive. What they love more is his wallet.”
Arik laughed. “That’s a given.”
“I’m sorry, but the thought of kissing, let alone climbing into bed with a man old enough to be my father.” She shivered. “Can’t do it. Sorry.”
“My father has had just as much work done on his face as my mother. He doesn’t always look it. Under his clothes, that’s another story. Bet he has an endless supply of blue pills to keep the women happy.”
“Eww, Arik. That’s nasty.”
“Yes. Yes, it is. Welcome to my world.”
