Lord,” Willow sighed.
“Now, I want everyone to eat a couple of cupcakes, have a few more drinks, and remember to call an Uber if you drank too much!”
Maybe it was Levi’s imagination, but it seemed like Gammy looked directly at her son, and he had to fight a smirk because…how awesome would that be?
“Enjoy!”
All around, guests lined up to help themselves to cupcakes while coffee was being poured at around the massive table. Levi and Willow followed the group, and when she handed him a plate, he wondered if cupcakes would be a good option to have at the pub–like an addition to the dessert menu. It was something to think about.
Back at the table, he was relieved when they kept their same seats and were still separated from Willow’s parents. He helped her by adding cream to her coffee and she helped him find his wayward cloth napkin. They were already like one of those couples who had been together for years rather than weeks, and it made him feel pretty damn good.
He examined the cupcake he’d picked–it was red velvet cake with cream cheese icing. Picking it up, he peeled the paper off of it and noticed Willow picking up her fork. “You’re going to eat your cupcake with a fork?”
“Um…I was. Why? Do you think that’s weird?”
“Well…I wouldn’t say weird, but…why not just pick it up and eat it…you know…normally?”
“So it is weird.”
“Willow…”
“Okay, fine,” she said, picking up her chocolate cupcake with vanilla icing. “Here goes…” Taking a bite, she hummed with appreciation, and when she looked at him, he couldn’t help but smirk. Her eyes crossed, and she cursed.
There was a dollop of icing on the tip of her nose.
“Uh…Willow…” He handed her his napkin, and she yanked it from his hand even as the cupcake fell from the other and landed in her lap.
Now he felt bad.
She wiped furiously at her face while he reached for her fallen cupcake, and he thought that was that.
Then her hand reached under the deep-vee neckline of her dress and she looked like she was cupping her breast.
“Uh…”
“Cake. In. My. Bra,” she huffed. “I mean…how? How do these things only happen to me?”
“I’m sure you’re not the only one…”
“Do you see anyone else here feeling themselves up, Levi?” she hissed and tossed the wayward piece of cake on the table. “Oh, God…people are looking.”
“They’re not.”
But…they were.
Taking the napkin from her, he gently wiped the last tiny trace of icing from her nose before placing a soft kiss on her lips. He felt her relax as she kissed him back.
“Thank you.”
“My pleasure,” he murmured, giving her one more quick kiss before straightening. “And FYI, next time there’s rogue cake to be fished out of your cleavage, let me know. I’ll gladly handle it.”
Luckily that did the trick, and she was back to enjoying herself.
And eating the remainder of her cupcake with a fork.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Mr. Andrews grab another glass of wine while rejecting the coffee. It was clear Levi wasn’t all-that off-base with his accusations. Guys like that never think they’re the one with the problem, and he had to wonder if it was part of the reason the old guy was so hard on Willow.
It wasn’t something he was going to bring up to Willow tonight, or possibly ever. It wasn’t his place, and for the rest of the night, he wanted them to enjoy themselves.
Once dessert was finished, they danced a little more and joked around with some of Gammy’s friends when he noticed Willow yawning.
“Tired?”
“It’s been a long day. More mentally exhausting than physically, you know?”
“Really? I thought you and your grandmother went and got pampered all day.”
Rolling her eyes as they swayed to the music, she said, “We did, but it was far from relaxing.” Then she told him about all the sex talk and the incident at the hair salon.
“Wow. Yeah, none of that sounds relaxing at all.”
“Exactly. Plus, my feet are killing me. I’m not exactly a dressy kind of girl. Once a year, I can put on heels and that’s it. All the massaging my feet got earlier was for nothing.” With a pout, she shook her head. “I’m going barefoot all day tomorrow.”
“Tell you what,” he said, his voice low against her ear. “When we get back to your grandmother’s place, I’ll give you a foot rub. What do you say?”
“What do I say? Can we leave now?”
That was exactly what Levi was wondering. But…
“Don’t