He relaxed his hold on her. “Ew.”
“Exactly.”
He fingered a loose strand of her hair. “But this was …astonishing.”
Daisy smiled softly. She was definitelyastonished.
Chapter Seventeen
“What did he mean—astonishing?”
Daisy kicked her feet up on the coffee table so Jason could shoot Nerf bullets under her legs at a tower of plastic cups. Vivian knelt next to the tower, ready to rebuild it as necessary. Not that Jason couldn’t build his own tower, but this way, he stayed focused on shooting and they could talk. They had finished brunch early and were killing time before the late church servicestarted.
Daisy had puzzled over Beckett’s word choice since waking up this morning. When Vivian called to invite her for brunch, she leapt at the chance to sneak out before the guys were awake. Living with the guy who kissed her all the way to her bedroom door last night was awkward, because she had no idea what this meant for them—or him—or her, for thatmatter.
“I’m going to go with ‘I blew hismind.’”
Vivian laughed and threw a plastic cup at Daisy. “Confidentmuch?”
She deflected the ammunition easily. “Once I stopped trying to analyze everything, I was feeling prettygreat.”
“I’llbet.”
Theygiggled.
Though they were having a grown-up conversation in front of a ten-year-old, they were super careful about their vocabulary. Saying things likehis attentioninstead ofkisskept the atmospherePG.
Jason shot off two rounds, knocking out the center cup. Because of the way Vivian stacked them, the majority of the tower remained intact. He squinted andreloaded.
“So are you guys a thing?” Vivian asked as she picked up the cups that had been knockeddown.
“I have no idea. It felt like a lot more than just a thing. There was a real connection there—stronger than anything I’ve ever feltbefore.”
“Aunt Daisy, can you move your skirt?” Jasonasked.
“Please,” remindedVivian.
“Please,” heparroted.
“Sure, bud.” Daisy tucked her skirt tighter under her legs to give him the best shot. “Do you think I should talk to him?” sheasked.
Vivian rubbed her lips together as she thought. Jason did the same thing as he aimed. Daisy smiled, wondering if either of them saw the resemblance. “Maybe I’m in a weird mood, but I say enjoy theride.”
Daisybalked.
“I know. I know. But hear meout.”
Jason shot out a corner cup and half the tower tumbled. “Yes!” He clenched his fists incelebration.
Daisy braced herself. “I’mlistening.”
“I think—and this is just speculation—but I think you and Beckett have some latent feelings for eachother.”
Daisy cocked a grin, thinking of Beckett saying he’d wanted to kiss her since she wassixteen.
“And it’s possible that these feelings are left over from your teen years. Once you act on them, they’ll fade, and you’ll realize that at the bottom of all this you’re better asfriends.”
Daisy tucked her hands under her legs. “I hadn’t even thought ofthat.”
