“Do you have Maisie’s cupcakes?”
“Of course. Let me get them for you. I’ll just be a minute. Will you be okay, Milo?”
“I’ll be fine. I’ll keep Austin company for you.”
Liam glared at Milo, which made Austin chuckle. He scooted off quickly, probably worried Milo was going to swoop in and steal his man.
“How do you know Liam?” asked Austin.
“We’ve lived together for ten years.”
Austin frowned at that comment, as if he were trying to work something out.
“We met at uni. Shared student digs there, and then flat-shared in London.”
“Ah.”
The relaxing of Austin’s shoulders was obvious. He clearly saw Milo as a threat, which was hilarious. Liam was like a brother to him, but Milo didn’t need to say that. Before he could say anything else, though, Liam appeared holding a box, which no doubt contained the cupcakes.
“Here you go. I hope she likes them.”
“Did you make them?”
Liam nodded.
“Then they’ll be perfect,” Austin beamed.
Liam visibly blushed; Milo was loving this interaction.
“I’ll see you soon, Liam. Nice to meet you,Milo.”
Milo couldn’t help but snort. It was clear Austin would like to mark his territory around Liam and growl at Milo if he could. Austin smiled again, just for Liam, before he left.
“What was that about?” asked Liam.
“What?”
“You were laughing.”
“Oh, nothing. I don’t think Austin liked me, that’s all.”
“What? Austin’s one of the loveliest people you’ll ever meet. He’s such a kind and caring guy, and he likes everyone.”
“So, when’s the wedding?”
“Yeah, right. I wish.”
“You mean you haven’t pinned him down yet? Or, well, had him pin you down. He gives off toppy vibes.”
“He’s straight.”
Unfortunately, that was the moment Milo had drunk some of his coffee, and he almost choked. Liam passed him some napkins.
“He’s definitely not straight. He wants you.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. He’s got Maisie.”
“Oh, is that his wife?”
