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“Not really,” I respond on J.T.’s behalf and swim ahead to the more important question. “Now, who do we need to be watching as far as outbidding goes?” My gaze cuts to the direction where the silent auction items are on display. “And please be aware, I am not above pretending said individual proposes a threat to me in my poor pregnant feeble state so that Lurch has to remove them from the area.”

“This is the real reason why Batman and Catwoman are a feared couple rather than beloved,” Wes light heartedly interjects.

“It’s Wheeler “Wheels” Gentry…who is also performing tonight apparently.”

“The boyband dude from One Voice?!”

“You liked boybands?!” Puppet Boy immediately jeers back.

“I was a teenage girl once upon a time.” Stealing a small sip is quick. “Of course, I liked boybands and then boys in bands.”

“Wow,” airily croaks my partner in Star Trek crime.

“Those who hung posters of TLC and Gwen Stefani and ArKturus – known as the off brand Enya – really shouldn’t judge those may have enjoyed watching groups of young guys sing together when they were younger.” The love of my life presents him with an arrogant grin. “Just saying.”

“Batman is supposed to have Nightwing’s back,” Puppet boy aggressively scolds with a pointed finger.

“Yeah, but Batman also likes getting his Batarang touched, so he has to stand with pussy.”

“Cat,” grunts Wes while guiding his drink up this mouth, “and I would really appreciate if both of you stopped referring to my cock that way.”

“Nah,” the two of us chime in tandem before open mouth laughing.

More grumbles of unhappiness leave him, yet he secretly smiles.

Not so secretly relishes in the fact two of the most important people in his life love each other as well as him.

“Why don’t you go bid on our dream bro bonding trip while we,” my free hand gestures between me and the man at my side, “go avoid my boss who is coming this direction by hiding in the jewelry section?”

Splitting in opposite directions is wordlessly done as is the beginning of what I can easily brand to be needless gem browsing.

I don’t need anymore.

I have my airplane necklace, an array of Evie approved accessories, and my engagement ring.

I see no point in adding to the collection.

“I love that these are all made in labs rather than pilfered from the ocean.” Our browsing of the pearl section is quick; however, the aquamarine one is much slower. “I also love that a portion of every purchase from this area tonight will go towards the ocean clean up department of our organization.” Wes leads us to a complete stop. “Honestly? They kind of get shafted when it comes to budget.”

His attention momentarily falls to me.

“I know we only have ‘so much money’ but they’re always first to lose their funding. I swear they might as well just be called volunteers at this point.”

“Let’s change that, shall we?” Before I can ask questions, he taps his fingers near a pair of aquamarine cufflinks. “For J.T.?” Our eyes meet again. “They should pair well with…ninety percent of his closet contents, correct?”

There’s no point in holding in my snickers.

“Why don’t we also get something for Lauren?” The blonde woman in charge of this section across from us gasps in what I imagine to be excitement. “It can be gift to the mother of the bride.”

“She gets gifts?!” my squawking causes him to chortle. “I have to buy her gifts?! I thought the whole point of getting married was so other people bought us gifts?!”

“That is not the only point to being married; however, it is an important one,” an older, attractive, accented male unexpectedly chuckles from beside me. “And although I am not married, I am inclined to agree with you, Miss Winters.” He flashes me an irresistible grin. “Other people most certainly should be bestowing upon you lavish gifts.”

Amusement dances around my gaze as I ask, “Have we met?”

“Not in an official capacity, I’m afraid.” The male extends an open palm in my direction. “Trenton Kenningston.”

“As in the Kenningston?!” My voice squeaks while we shake. “As in the K in The K&T Aquatic Institute?!”

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