“You’re all crazy, if you ask me.”
“Just as well no one is then.”
“I was thinking about the McBride/Hawker wedding cake this morning. Maybe we could do something simple. I mean, they don’t look like the fussy type to me. You know, subtle flowers, two layers. Classy but homey, which is what you’re known for,” Lani lied. In fact, Mrs. C’s cakes were just like her. Over the top and outrageous.
“I was going for five tiers and lots of icing. I thought maybe a diamond theme.”
“Do you really think Katie McBride is the fussy type, Mrs. C? I mean, I’ve only known her a short time and I can see she’s pretty no-nonsense and ruffle free.”
The woman sighed. “What is with you young people being understated. Flashy is my motto.”
“But we can’t all carry it off like you, so we don’t try.”
“True.” Mrs. C sighed again. “Do you think that’s what Katie wants?”
“I do.”
“They’re far too good-looking, that McBride family.” Jake had arrived and was standing with his sister.
“Nice cheekbones,” Lani agreed.
“I can’t achieve those without makeup.”
Lani looked at the slash of bright pink blusher on Mrs. C’s cheek. “You’d never know that wasn’t natural.”
“Such a sweet girl for lying to an old woman.” She patted Lani’s cheek. “Now stay alert for thievery; this event will be the perfect occasion. I need to get us a coffee.”
Lani leaned against the shop front and tried to look inconspicuous. No way did she want anyone else seeing her dressed like this. She wouldn’t be leaving her post today.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Noah had wandered out the front door of the Howler, and there she was. Lani dressed like a pumpkin… well, at least in fall colors. She wore a fitted dress that looked far nicer on her than what she usually wore, and leggings. He couldn’t see her feet but knew she’d have her ugly boots on. Buddy was leaning against the shop front beside her, also in costume.
“Hey, boy.” He bent to scratch behind an ear while keeping his eyes on Lani. “Nice outfit. Where’d you go last night?”
“I’m busy here, Noah, shouldn’t you be with your staff doing organizing things?”
“No, they have it covered. Answer the question, Lani.”
She had to look at him, because he wasn’t moving, standing right in front of her.
“Those pumpkin muffins look good, Lani.”
“Thanks, Mr. Heath.” She shuffled along a few steps.
“Just Walt, girl.”
She smiled, and Noah felt an irrational surge of jealousy.Great, he’s married, old enough to be her grandfather, and I’m jealous of him.
“I’ll take two of those. Lizzie and I can have them for afternoon tea.”
Lani boxed the order. Noah stood watching her.
“You buying something, or just looking the goods over?” Walt asked.
“Buying and looking,” Noah said, looking at Lani. She was nervous, but then she usually was when he was near.
“See you both round.”
