“I hate to interrupt,” Seth interrupted. “But I need to steal this gorgeous man away for important wedding things.”
“You neverdidtell me how the suit fitting went,” Iggy said, eyes lighting up. Maybe he was grateful for the interruption.
“Oh my gosh,waituntil you see his ass in the suit,” Seth enthused. “Jerry’s right, it’s generous of me to make sure my wedding party looks as incredible as I do.”
Iggy laughed, a gleam in his eye as he sipped his coffee again.
“Speaking of my wedding party, I was hoping we could all get together for dinner tonight,” Seth said.
“I promised Iggy I’d buy him dinner.”
We’d sat and talked, but we hadn’t actually addressed any of the things I’d wanted to. All we’d managed was to talkaroundthem. We still needed time to find our footing with each other.
“Well, he’s gotta come too, since he’s your date.”
Iggy blinked at me.
“Uh. I, umm. Haven’t… asked, yet?” I said, holding my coffee cup up to hide as much of my face as possible, unwilling to meet either Seth or Iggy’s eyes.
“Is it so hard?” Seth raised an eyebrow. “Iggy, wanna come to the wedding with Harvey?”
For a split second, I had hope that Iggy would be awkward about it too, and I wouldn’t look nearly as ridiculous as I felt.
Unfortunately, he broke into a sunny smile and bounced a little in his seat, like this was the most exciting thing that’d ever happened to him.
“I’d love to. And I think I could manage dinner tonight.”
“Perfect, settled,” Seth said. “Finish your coffee, Harv. You’re gonna need it.”
10
Iggy
I shouldn’t have letSeth steamroll Harvey into taking me as his date tonight. It’d been funny at the time, but I couldn’t stop thinking about how awkward he’d been now that I was all dressed up and waiting for him.
My wrist twinged as I reached out to pet Theo, who was too busy watching the rain outside to care about the fact that I was having kittens over going on a date with Harvey that he hadn’t wanted in the first place.
When was I going to stop making him uncomfortable?
Maybe it’d be better if I told him I didn’t feel well. It wouldn’t even be a lie—my stomach had more knots in it than a boy scout meeting.
I’d just gotten my phone out to text him and tell him I couldn’t make it and that he should just head straight to dinner without me when I heard his car pull up.
Fine. Fine, I’d do it in person, like an adult. Stop this whole stupid thing in its tracks.
Harvey’s knock made me jump despite the fact that I was waiting for it, and I nearly tripped over Theo on my way to the door.
“You only get one murder attempt a week,” I told him as I recovered my balance, the room spinning a tiny bit. “You’re on thin ice, buddy.”
It was an empty threat—I loved that little dog with all my heart.
When I finally opened the door, Harvey was standing on the other side with a sheepish smile on his face, a drop of rainwater clinging to a curl that’d fallen over his forehead…
And a bouquet of flowers. Aniceone. Definitely not from the gas station.
I wanted to say something, but my entire vocabulary had gone on vacation at once.
“Harvey,” I said after two heartbeats too long, mostly because it was the first word I remembered.
