Quinn squeezes my hand lightly.“I think it’s sweet.”
“That’s because they’re not your brothers.”
Laine walks over and pulls Quinn into a quick hug.“Welcome to the family,” he says.
“Thank you.”
“About time Damien figured it out.”
“I figured it out,” I protest.
“You waited six months.”Laine points out.
“Respectfully.”
“Still slow.”
Quinn laughs again and the sound fills the shop like sunlight.I notice something important.She’s not nervous.She’s comfortable.Completely at ease surrounded by my chaotic group of friends and family.Which somehow makes me like her even more.
Skye grabs Quinn’s arm.“Come here.”
“Why?”
“Girl talk.”
Quinn glances back at me.“Am I being kidnapped?”
“Yes,” Skye says before I can reply.“For extremely important questions.”
“What kind of questions?”
“First kiss details.”
My face heats instantly.“Absolutely not.”
Too late.Skye is already dragging Quinn toward the couch in the corner.
Luke snorts.“You’re doomed.”
“I know.”
Laine claps a hand on my shoulder.“Relax.They’re just excited.”
“I regret everything.I should have stayed home this morning.”
“You shouldn’t.We would have found out sooner or later.”
I glance toward the couch where Quinn and Skye are now whispering animatedly.Quinn’s cheeks turn slightly pink.Great.I know exactly what they’re talking about.
“See?”Laine says quietly.“She fits here.”
I follow his gaze and Quinn laughs at something Skye says and lightly nudges her shoulder.The moment looks natural and easy.Like she’s been part of this place forever.
“Yeah,” I admit.“She does.”
Laine studies me for a second.“Are you happy?”
The question surprises me.“Yeah.”
