“It’s fine, I know we’ve really disrupted your work schedule,” I assured. “We don’t need to owe Cam and Lexi more than we do already.”
“We’re still on for our date?” Wes asked Grace and me.
Grace nodded. “Yes.”
“Can’t wait.” We were going to take the paddle boats at the lake under the bridge since I’d never been and Grace liked it, then out to dinner. I’d done a little research, and if we got a swan one, I should be able to fuck her without anyone knowing as long as she wore a dress.
“On Saturday morning I want to take Riley and Grace to the gym.” Jett took a sip of coffee. “Also, Peaches, we should have more motorcycle practice.”
“We can do that.” She nodded.
“I can practice with you, as well. Oh, on Saturday afternoon I’m taking Grace and Riley to tea at the Everydoll Boutique.” Spencer looked at Grace. “Do you have a dress in mind for our party? I can make an appointment at Andre’s.”
“Riley wants to look at dresses with me, but if we don’t find anything, can we go to Andre’s shop?” She ate another piece of crepe with strawberries, powdered sugar, and whipped cream.
He nodded. “Of course.”
“At some point, we should talk about your dress for our wedding,” I told her. “If you want someone to make the dress Wes drew, we should start on that.”
Grace giggled. “I don’t know. Maybe I’ll get some ideas when Riley and I are looking.”
“Great.”
Wes nodded. “I love the idea of you doing that.”
Jett looked up. “My grandmother has opinions about whatever date you choose for your wedding next year.”
She usually did. But I didn’t mind.
“Like choosing an auspicious day?” Grace asked.
He nodded. “Yep.”
“I love it.” Grace took another sip of coffee.
“Having a set date would be good so I can make sure the renovations are finished,” Brennan agreed. His crepes just had butter and a little jam on them. “Everything seems to be going well.”
We hadn’t heard from Brennan’s family since his brother crashed our dinner party with the sister pack.
“Riley’s coming home for the summer. Most of her activities are here. Boxing camp. Skate smash camp. Tennis camp. Her internship with Grace. I think she’s going for one week with Grandma and a long weekend or two with Sonja and Sasha and that’s it. So please make sure when you do the walk of shame down the hall you’re clothed appropriately.” I grinned at Jett.
Jett rolled his eyes. “Noted. Though I was mostly dressed. Is it really the walk of shame when you live here?”
We finished breakfast, and Grace and I cleaned up so everyone else could get to work.
“Come on, let me show you something.” I took Grace’s hand and opened the door in the kitchen that led to the basement.
“Where are we going?” She blinked as I led her past the laundry room, gym, and the areas we used for storage.
“Wes and I were fixing this up for you last night.” I led her into a little suite that smelled of paint. “This is the nest that came with the house. We don’t use it much, because we usually go to the cabin. But, like the doctor and Mrs. Beekman said, you need a heat plan. Given it might be hard to predict them, and we might not have time to fly to Greece, we have this.”
The walls were a very pale mauve. It was basically a large bedroom with a sitting area, a small anteroom with another sitting area and kitchenette, and a bathroom.
“We replaced the mattress. Though we just got new covers for the couches and chairs. We bought all the furniture when we moved in here and, like I said, we barely use this, but we can change it.” I looked down. “We can replace the carpet or put in wood floors. The chaise is new.”
Grace looked around. There was a very large, low bed, a giant couch, and a chaise. We’d put some pretty bedding in it. There were no windows, but there was a lot of nice mood lighting, and a separate air filtration system.
“We also picked out the art on the walls. But again, we can change everything. I was just trying to be prepared,” I told her. Also, I’d brought it up twice, once in the hospital, once since, and she sort of ignored it.
