“Your wife writes romance?” June asks instantly, eyes lighting up.
He nods. “She does.”
“Oh my gosh, I would love to meet her. I’m a huge romance reader. You all should come with us tonight.”
Nathan shakes his head apologetically. “She’s on deadline and writing nonstop, so she won’t be up for it, but I’m sure she’d love to meet you. Maybe tomorrow if you have time?”
“Yes,” June says immediately, practically glowing. “I would love that.”
From the floor, surrounded by three dogs now, April looks up at Aiden.
“How about you?” she asks. “Why don’t you come with us?”
“I…” Aiden starts, glancing from her to me. “I wasn’t invited.”
“Well, I’m inviting you,” April declares.
I smile. “You should come. It’s at Chinook Winds in Lincoln City.”
He looks back at me, something soft passing through his expression.
“I’ll see if I can make it,” he says.
I smile, even though that’s the exact moment I realize Finn will be coming too.
Oh fuck.
Chapter 30
Ichange my shirt three bloody times before leaving the house.
First one’s too casual. The second makes me look like I’m trying too hard. Third is just a plain dark T-shirt that sits right enough on me that I can pretend I didn’t stand there overthinking it like an eejit.
I absolutely did.
I stare at myself a moment longer, drag a hand through my hair, then grab my keys before I decide to change my shirt again.
Meeting a woman’s sisters shouldn’t make me nervous.
And yet here we are.
I get there early.
I lean against my truck in the parking lot, hands shoved into my pockets, watching the entrance while pretending I’m not checking every set of headlights that turns in. The casino lights flash against the pavement, music spilling out every time the doors open, people laughing, having a good time.
My stomach twists when I spot her truck.
The second it parks, I push off the door and head over. She steps out, and I’m done for. Hair loose, smile soft, and I already know this night’s going to be trouble for me.
“Hey, lass,” I say, a smile already pulling at my mouth.
She smiles back, warm and small, and I lean down to press a quick kiss against her cheek.
Her sisters climb out behind her, full of energy straight away.
Right. This is happening.
“Finn,” May says, gesturing between us. “These are my sisters. April and June.”
