clinks glasses with Everly.
“Oh, duh. That’s a club I want to be a part of.”
“Let’s do it, then,” Harper says, sitting straight up with her index finger held up.
“What?” I ask.
“Let’s start a wine, carbs, and Chris club.” She leans into me, hazel eyes wide and imploring.
“We could meet every other week and drink wine, eat carbs and watch one of the Chrises movies.” Everly jumps right on board. Miss Workaholic suddenly wants to make set plans twice a month?
It sounds like a good time to me, and I expand on the idea in my drunken state. “We could get our own bracelets like the guys and write WCC Club on them!” Harper laughs, but Everly looks over at me in confusion. “All the Classholes have these leather bracelets that have YWFC branded on them.”
“What does it mean?” she asks.
I shrug. “Garrin won’t tell me.”
“Me either,” Harper says. “I’ve must’ve asked a million times over the years.”
“Interesting.” Everly looks more introspective than tipsy at the moment, so I change the subject.
“What are we going to do about finding the two of you a man?”
They both roll their eyes and simultaneously list a million excuses why they don’t need a man, but I swear, one of these days I’m going to find them each a Mr. Right, just like I did for myself.
38
Chapter Thirty-eight
Garrin
I’m surprised when security buzzes up to tell me that my fiancée is here to see me. Surprised but happy. I didn’t think I’d get to see her tonight since she was out for dinner with Everly.
Her close relationship with Nova Brookes’ sister is slightly concerning, but there’s not much that can be done about it at this time.
As soon as Isla enters my office and closes the door behind her, it’s clear she’s been drinking, reminding me of the night at the museum fundraiser, except without the anxiety coursing through her system.
“This is a surprise,” I say, moving to get up.
“No, stay there,” she says and waves me back into my chair.
I do as she says and sit down, perplexed. She walks over, if not a little wobbly, and occupies the space between me and the desk, leaning her ass back against it for balance. Then she leans down and kisses me. I take the opportunity to slide my tongue into her mouth. Before it gets too heated, she pulls away.
“I missed you. Is it okay that I stopped by?”
“You’re always welcome.” I grip her hip and rub up and down with my thumb.
“You work too much.” Her pouty lips tip down.
“I’m only working so late because I knew, or at least I thought, I wouldn’t see you. I’m trying to get ahead of things. How did you know I was here?” I ask.
“I have my ways.” She pokes me in the chest.
I raise an eyebrow.
“All right, I asked Langley when he picked me up whether you’d gone home yet. Harper said he’d know.”
My eyebrows shoot up to my hairline. “My sister?”
Isla runs her index finger from the top of my hairline down to the bridge of my nose, softening the wrinkles. “Yeah, I met your sister tonight. She is awesome.”
I squeeze my eyes shut. I don’t even want to know how Harper engineered their meeting, but I’m glad things seemed to go well.
“That’s one word for her.” I lean back with my arms on the armrests, studying the woman in front of me. My fiancée. It still feels surreal that I’m going to get married.
She’s gazing down at me with half-drunk eyes, her head tilted and a half smile on her plump lips. Her hair is a little mussed, the messy waves reminding me more of the way she looks when she gets out of bed than how she looks during the day at work. I squeeze her hip. Lucky for me, she left her coat in the car, so the curves of her body are on display in her tight-fitting black dress.
There’s no part of me that worries I’ll tire of having this woman in my life. My only worry is that I’ll have to do wrong by her to protect the other people in my life.
“Well, I really liked her,” she says.
“I really like you.” I let my hand drift up and down her side, brushing the swell of her breast. “Marry me.”
She drunkenly giggles. “I already said yes.”
I shake my head. “I mean let’s do it sooner rather than later. Would you be disappointed if we didn’t have a huge wedding that takes