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I clear my throat. “Long day.”
“I was going to pick you up but I like watching you…come home.” He winks.
“Noah.”
He puts up a hand. “I left you alone all week. We got done what we needed to for the wedding so tonight—at least for dinner—you’re all mine.”
My stomach sinks. “We need to talk.”
He sighs, setting the spatula down and wrapping his arms around me. And it does feel like coming home. “I know.”
“You do?”
“Yes. About your date tomorrow.”
I wait for him to lead but he doesn’t.
“But first we’ll have dinner.” He hands me a glass of wine and swings back to the stove. "Last time we talked before dinner, you ran out on me, and look where that got us. At least let me feed you first."
"Ouch." I laugh and it surprises me how lighthearted he's being. "How much of this wine have you had tonight?"
He twists and kisses me. "I'm just glad it's you and me tonight and we canceled the rehearsal dinner."
I wash my hands to set the table. "We didn't have a choice. Pepper is secretly miserable and Chase and I didn't want her to suffer through entertaining for the sake of everyone else. And don't forget, Chase is coming here later and I'm going to the cottage."
Noah grunts at the reminder, plating our dinner. "Levi is so getting his ass kicked after the wedding."
When we all decided a rehearsal dinner wasn't in the best interest of the bride and groom, Levi cracked a joke about the bride not needing a rehearsal.
Which is why the groom is now spending the night before the wedding at Noah's rather than Levi's.
We’re an hour into our quiet dinner, and it's exactly that—quiet. We spend most of it on innocent chit-chat about the wedding. Neither of us making the first move to talk about what happens after.
He knows about my new job in Denver. He knows about Chase and Pepper offering me their place for the summer. He was quiet over the entire conversation a few days ago when we were at their place tying little golden rings on place cards.
But after that night at the Inn, he's been…different. We came home, showered, and then he held me in his arms like I was—in no uncertain terms—his.
He's been more than helpful with the wedding planning all week. His cases taking a back seat because "this is more important".
Somehow I don't think he meant for his brother's sake.
Work all day and late-night planning slowed down the sex too. Either we've been too tired or he thinks that after our night at the Inn, there's nothing left to "teach me".
As if reading my mind, Noah sets his napkin down and gives me the look. “Think we have time for a dip in the hot tub?”
My heart sinks because I want that more than anything. I shake my head. "I have to leave for Pepper’s soon."
He sighs and leans back. “Right. And my brother is coming over.” He stands and clears our plates. “Who came up with this dumb plan?”
“They're the bride and groom. They're supposed to spend the night before apart.” I grab the empty glasses and follow.
“Says who?”
“He’s not supposed to see her until the ceremony. It makes it more…special or something, I don't know.”
“We're not getting married. Why should we spend the night apart?”
I don’t respond and hand him a few more dishes. “Do you want me to get some clean sheets ready for him in the guest room?” I’ve been curious about the guest room for weeks but haven’t brought it up. And right now is probably not the best time since he looks like he’s not in the mood.
