Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77730 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 389(@200wpm)___ 311(@250wpm)___ 259(@300wpm)
I raised a brow. “Would I? I don’t recall ever talking to you about the men I’ve slept with.”
“Men? How many have there been?” he asked.
“Plenty,” Renee stated before I could answer. “But if you tell me you’re hooking up with cowboy hot cakes, I’m going to scream right here and now.”
Before I had a chance to say anything else, the baseball player who’d been staring at Renee walked over and asked her to dance. Then Ben’s phone rang, and he excused himself to talk to who I assume was Abby.
As I sat alone at the table, I looked around the room and frowned when I saw Maverick talking to the female bartender. She looked to be around his age, twenty-five or twenty-six. The way she was obviously flirting made me roll my eyes. Maverick flashed her that sexy smile of his, and I watched as she practically melted in front of him. She slid a piece of paper across the bar and he took it, reading it before he slipped it into his pocket.
“Looks like someone will be getting lucky tonight,” I grumbled as I watched Maverick walk away from the bar, the bartender staring after him the entire time.
“What’s with that look on your face?”
I jumped when I heard Rose. Standing, I quickly pulled her into my arms and hugged her tightly. “I can’t believe you’re a married woman now!”
She beamed back at me. “I know! It’s so surreal.”
“Did Bryson tell you where he’s taking you for the honeymoon?”
“He did,” she said with a wicked smile. “Fiji.”
I gasped. “Shut up!”
“Then we’re going to Australia for a week to explore the Great Barrier Reef.”
Slowly shaking my head, I said, “I’m not even going to lie. I’m so jealous!”
She laughed and took my hands in hers. “I’m so crazy happy, Lily.”
Tears welled in my eyes, and I released her hands to wave at my face in a sad attempt to keep from crying.
“Don’t cry. You’ll make me cry,” Rose demanded as she dabbed at the corner of her eye.
Tucking a piece of her blonde hair behind her ear, I smiled. “I’m so happy for you and Bryson. I hope you know that.”
We hugged again, and she drew back to give me a look. “Did I see you dancing with that hotter than hell Maverick?”
Feeling my cheeks heat, I looked away and caught sight of him again. He was dancing with my grandmother.
Rose sighed. “That man is seriously easy on the eyes.”
Laughing, I looked back at her. “He is. He’s really nice as well, and Mom and Dad adore him.”
She narrowed her eyes. “And what about you?”
“What about me?”
“How do you feel toward him?”
A bubble of nervous laughter came out. “Me? I don’t feel anything other than friendship.”
She lifted a single brow in question. “Is that why you were glaring at the bartender after she slipped him that piece of paper?”
“I was not! And what are you doing watching him? You’re married now.”
Laughing, Rose replied, “I walked up and said your name. You were so engrossed in watching what he was doing, you didn’t even hear me, Lily.”
I waved her off. “It’s nothing like that, Rose.”
Her smile faded. “Lily…you’re not still hung up on Ben, are you?”
“Of course not.”
Rose exhaled. “You never were a good liar.”
I gently pushed her shoulder. “Oh, be quiet. The only thing I feel toward Ben is friendship.”
She gave me a knowing look. “That’s a lie, and you and I both know it.”
“He’s in love with Abby.”
“And have you told him how you feel about him?”
I exhaled in defeat. “I don’t really know how I feel about him, Rose.”
She was about to say something when, thankfully, Aunt Kaylee announced it was time to cut the cake, and all talk of me and my feelings for Ben floated away.
And when the man himself reappeared and put his hand on my lower back…it was only then that I realized it didn’t make my stomach leap or my heart skip a beat. Not like it had when Maverick touched me.
I turned to see Ben staring down at his phone, reading a text from Abby, a wide smile on his face.
Standing straighter, I took a step away. He dropped his hand and started to text her back while I forced myself to focus on Rose and Bryson cutting their cake and looking ridiculously in love.
A feeling of longing washed over me. Would I ever have a man look at me the way Bryson looked at Rose?
I glanced at Ben and saw him still grinning at his phone. I ignored the way that made my stomach drop. When I looked across the room, my gaze met Maverick’s. He smiled, and my heart damn near tripped over itself.
Jesus. What in the hell was wrong with me? Did I have feelings for Ben…or for Maverick?