Starting my period the afternoon before had me riding the edge of irritation and grumpiness, with a dash of exhaustion tossed in for shits and giggles. Megumi was going to meet me at CrossTrainer at six thirty, so I didn’t have a lot of time, but I felt like I just needed a breather. I sprawled across it, staring up the ceiling. WHEN I got home that night, I dropped my purse and bag off in their usual place, kicked off my shoes, and went straight to the couch. “We are not having a wedding cake in the shape of a skyscraper with cranes and billboards,” Mark said firmly. I bit back a grin when I saw the dividers and table of contents. “Wait ’til you see this cake I found.” Steven pushed the breadbasket aside to make room to open the binder. It was so packed that papers were sticking out of the top, bottom, and side. “You didn’t.” Mark shook his head as Steven reached down and pulled a bulging binder out of a messenger bag on the floor by his chair. I swallowed the cherry tomato I was munching on and said, “You know I’m dying to see your wedding binder, right?” Steven guffawed, snagging the attention of everyone nearby. “Are you writing your own vows?” I asked. “Very heartfelt.” I gave Mark a thumbs-up. “Just like that,” Steven said, with an emphatic nod. I laughed, leaning back as the waitress put my side salad in front of me.
“So we’re climbing out of the limo, and I’m trying to remember that fan-f**king-tastic proposal I came up with before, and he grabs my elbow and blurts out, ‘Steve, damn it. “Definitely not mellowing with age, either,” Mark grumbled. Just knock his ass out, toss him on a plane, and head to Vegas, because I’m not getting any younger here.” “I didn’t say no the first time,” Mark interjected.
And there I am wondering if I’ll have to ask him again, just to get it over with. That the night was gonna end and he still wasn’t going to get the damn words out. I got to thinking he wasn’t going to do it. “We went through the whole night with him like that and finally headed home. “And restaurants and theaters are climate controlled,” Steven shot back.
We held her back a minute and ordered our food, too, and then Steven started relaying their anniversary night out. The waitress, asking if we wanted water, interrupted us. “So how’d he do it?” I asked, even though Mark had told me. When Mark placed his hand over his partner’s and squeezed, I knew I was right. He rolled his eyes, but I could tell there was a wound there that hadn’t quite healed. “I wooed him with wine, roses, and violin players. “She’s my witness to your cruel and unusual punishment.” “He was really twisted up over asking you,” I told him.
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“Ah, I never said it wasn’t for me.” Steven winked at me, his blue eyes full of mischief. “How about when you swore marriage wasn’t for you.” “Um, let’s see.” Mark got me settled in my seat, then took the one beside me. “When haven’t I been honest with you?” Steven protested. “It’d take more than marriage to do that,” Mark shot back, pulling out my chair for me. Mark is finally going to make an honest man out of me.” “Hey, you!” I greeted him with a kiss on the cheek, able to be more familiar with him than I was with my boss. His sister Shawna had the same hair-and the same fun-loving nature. But it was his gloriously red hair that really drew the eye. He owned his own construction business and preferred to be working the job sites with his crew. Steven Ellison was a big guy-tall, broad shouldered, and heavily muscled. Once we entered the restaurant, it was easy to spot Mark’s partner, even with the size of the place and the number of diners. Then I got back to work.ĪT noon, Mark and I headed out to meet Steven at a French bistro. We were making progress, both together and on our own. I hung up, pleased that Gideon had followed through and made plans with Ireland. And make plans for that girls’ day we talked about.” “I have to get back to work, but we’ll catch up tomorrow. I’ve changed, too.” I straightened when Mark stepped out of his office. She was quiet for a minute, then said, “He’s changed since he met you.” “Promise me you’ll try to talk to him,” she pressed. I wasn’t sure what the deal was, but Ireland hero-worshipped her brother and he’d kept his distance, even though he needed love terribly. I thought maybe he was afraid to be disappointed or afraid he might ruin it somehow. Ireland was the one person in Gideon’s family for whom he felt untarnished affection, although he tried hard not to show it. I’m just looking forward to seeing you again.” He always does what you tell him.” She laughed. You’re the one who told him to bring me along tomorrow, didn’t you?” I can’t explain it, but I’m telling you, he’s dying to get you back. Like how his voice changes when he talks about you. Leaning back in my chair, I played along.
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