He shrugs and walks towards me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. “Joel and Callan are on their way. But do you know who is coming? Your girlfriend.”
I shove him off. “She’s not my girlfriend.”
And Idon’twant Daisy to be my girlfriend.
There is nothing there.
No spark.
No chemistry.
It’s bland and I can’t force it.
“Why so uptight, man? Honestly, that girl has it bad for you.”
I ignore him as he walks towards the barbecue in the garden to turn on the gas canister and get the food cooking.
The storm that’s been brewing is predicted for tonight, so we decided to do something for lunch. The next few days are likely to be written off due to the bad weather.
When I hear a knock at the door, I push myself up from the counter and open it.
Daisy stands there with two handfuls of alcohol. I flash her a forced smile.
“Hey, you.” She grins, stepping forward and planting a kiss on my cheek. The stickiness of her gloss makes my skin itch, and when she’s out of my view, I raise my hand to wipe it off.
“Hey,” I say, closing the door behind her.
She whirls on the spot, holding the bags with drinks above her head. “I brought the goods.”
“Hey, Daisy,” Finn shouts from outside.
“Who’s ready for a drink then?” she declares.
Finn nods as he heats up the barbeque, prepping the tongs and plates on the side. “Hell yeah, I’m down.”
I watch Daisy as she unpacks beers, ciders, and bottles of wine.
“What do you want?” she calls out to him.
“A beer.”
She throws him a beer without barely looking.
“JJ?”
“Yeah, sure. Thanks.”
Daisy takes two out of the cardboard holder and twists off the caps. She hands me one and then clinks the glass against mine, bright blue eyes glittering at me. “Cheers,” she says before latching her lips onto the bottle and taking a long sip without breaking eye contact.
“Where’s Ivy?” Finn asks as he steps back into the kitchen. “I told her we’ll be starting soon.”
She reaches into her pocket and taps the screen. “She bumped into Isaac earlier, so they’ll probably be here soon.”
My eyebrow twitches without permission. “Good for her.” Finn heads back outside.
“Who’s Isaac?” I ask Daisy.
“Oh.” She presses a hand to the counter before perching on a stool. “He’s this guy from school who has always fancied Ivy, but never said anything to her. But now she’s back and he’s had this incredible glow up, I really hope it works out for them.”
