“Look, it’s a shock but it’s not unexpected. Which means I can either get on board or make my concerns known. And I do have a few concerns.”
Sam’s gaze meets mine. “I need to know you’re serious about this. Molly’s my little sister. And you’re my friend and business partner. If this works out, it’s a fucking dream come true for me.”
“Because you get to spend every significant event with your bestie.” I roll my eyes. “I get it.”
“Yeah. But if this doesn’t work, then I potentially lose a best friend and colleague.”
My heart warms at my brother’s loyalty.
“I love her,” Josh says simply. The way he says it, like it’s the most obvious thing in the world, makes my chest squeeze.
Sam studies him for a long moment. “I know you do. That’s what worries me.”
“Why?”
“Cause if this goes bad, it’s gonna break you.”
I glance up at Josh to find him nodding. “It’s a legitimate fear. But what’s love if not courage?”
Sam hisses between his teeth. “That’s a good line.”
Josh’s lip quirk. “We could add it into?—”
“Boys,” I call, drawing their attention back to the situation at hand. “Shop talk can wait.”
“Right. Just promise me one thing.” Sam lifts his beer. “When you get married, I better be the best man.”
Josh chokes on his drink while I laugh.
“Bold of you to assume I’d pick anyone else,” Josh says once he recovers.
Sam grins, reaching across to clink his bottle against ours. “To my two favorite people finally getting their shit together.”
“Thanks for the vote of confidence,” I say dryly.
“Hey, I’ve been shipping this since we were teenagers.” Sam winks. “Just don’t make me regret it.”
“Never,” Josh promises, and the way he looks at me makes my heart flutter.
Sam groans. “And that’s my cue to leave before you two get disgustingly naked again.”
“Yes, go,” I say, leaning over to press a kiss to Josh’s cheek. “I need space to ravish.”
“I hate you both,” Sam declares, but he’s smiling as he stands. He pauses by Josh’s chair, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “Take care of each other.”
As Sam leaves, Josh pulls me closer, pressing a kiss to my temple. “See? That wasn’t so bad.”
I laugh softly. “No, it wasn’t. Though I’m a little concerned about how many people knew about your feelings before I did.”
“In my defense,” Josh says, his eyes twinkling, “you were a bit oblivious.”
“Well,” I say, sliding onto his lap, “I’m not anymore.”
His hands settle on my hips as he smiles up at me. “No, you’re not.”
“I love you,” I whisper, because I can’t not say it when he’s looking at me like that.
“I love you too,Pahe. Always have.”
