“Please?” Declan whines, clasping his hands under his chin. “I don’t want to go alone.”
I swat at his chest. “You won’t be alone. You’ll have the guys there.”
“And that’s not you, Froggie.” He hops down off the counter and swivels his hat around toward the front. “I’ll send you the dates. Think about it, okay? I want you there.”
“Okay.”
The chime over the door rings out and he’s gone.
“Alice, honey. You have to go with him.” Leon appears at my side as if out of nowhere.
“Where’d you come from?” I jump, knocking my elbow into a metal pail of flowers.
“Eavesdropping, obviously.”
“Leon.” I smack him in the chest and grab the strayflowers from the bucket and return to making my arrangements. “I cannot go to Vegas.”
“Alice. Honey.” Leon grabs my hand. “You never do anything for yourself.”
“I do?—”
“Do not argue with me. All you do is work. You need to live a little. When that sexy man asks you to go to Vegas, you don’t think. You say yes.”
“Leon. Declan is my best friend.” Nothing like puking all over someone to bond you for life. Ever since freshman year in college, Declan has been one of the most important people in my life. I hated it when he was drafted by Nashville. I tried to see him as often as I could, but working at a flower shop didn’t lend for a lot of days off. Especially during wedding season. Which turned into the holidays. Which turned right back into wedding season.
Never a dull moment in the flower business.
Now that he’s back in Denver, it’s easy. I see him more often than I don’t.
“And if I had a best friend that looked like him, I’d be married to him.”
“I don’t think Jacob would appreciate that.”
“Please. He is my best friend. That’s why they say you should marry them.”
I quirk a brow at him. “They say that? Who’s they?”
“Doesn’t matter. Look, I will help you get caught up before you go, because you’re going. I won’t take no for an answer.”
“Ugh. You and Declan gang up on me too easily.”
Leon drops a kiss to my cheek. “It’s because we love you and want you to break out of your shell. Or…bud I should say.”
“Har har. Aren’t you funny with the flower puns.”
“What can I say?” Leon bumps his shoulder into mine. “I’m funny. Now, get to work on these flowers. I need them done before you go to Vegas.”
Ugh. There is no way that I’m getting out of this now. I’ve never been a big Vegas girl. Hell, a big partier for that matter. One too many drinks in college led to meeting Declan. I don’t think I’ll get that lucky again.
But he’s my best friend, and I really can’t say no to him. If he wants me in Vegas for a celebration of them winning, I’ll be there.
Besides, it’s Vegas. What’s the worst that could happen?
Chapter Four
DECLAN
“This is where we’re staying?” Alice drops her bag in the foyer of the hotel suite and spins to face me. “This is bigger than my apartment, Declan.”
