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Hoping he liked it.
And if I was honest, hoping he might casually mention to Daisy I’d done it for him.
Chapter Nineteen
Daisy
The most incredible thing happened this week: a woman I’d met at the gallery opening had booked a grazing table for her daughter’s baby shower in late June. It wasn’t a lot, but to me, it was huge. The start of a dream I’d put off, deeming it too hard to make real.
Yet, here it was, happening.
I’d think, plan, obsess over my layout for her table soon enough, but not until after this weekend in Breckenridge. I planned to soak up the mountain air and relax as much as possible. I hadn’t been out of town, not even for a weekend, in ages.
Miles reached across the console to grip my knee. “Nervous?”
“No. Why?”
“You haven’t stopped moving since you got in the car.”
I released a heavy breath. “Okay, maybe. Slightly. Meeting new people isn’t my favorite.”
“You know half of them already. Kit’s cool as hell. You’re gonna love her. Same with Luca. Elliot…well, he’ll be there.”
I snorted. “Is there something I need to know about Elliot? I seem to recall you referring to him as a friend when you were showing me your ass.”
“Yeah, but that was back when you and I were just getting to know each other. Now that we’ve shed our formalities—”
“You were showing me your ass.”
He cleared his throat and went on like I hadn’t interrupted him. “—I can be real. Elliot Levy and I would not exist on the same planet if not for the people who connect us. And that’s cool. I’m good with that.”
“All right. I don’t know if I’m any less nervous now.”
“Want me to play you a new song?”
I scrunched my nose. “Will that help?”
“Just listen.”
Rolling beats started playing, something familiar but not quite. Then Noah Kahan started singing about Vermont in a trippy, sped-up version of the song. It was his voice, but with electronic dance music backing it. I…didn’t know what to think.
I turned to Miles. He was beaming, moving his head with the beat. It felt like I was missing something. Surely, this strange remix wasn’t the thing making him that happy.
He glanced at me, catching me watching. “It’s Reed’s.”
I flicked my eyes to the screen on the console then back to Miles. “My brother’s?”
“Yeah. He sent it to me last night. Amazing, right?”
Head swimming, I let it fall against the rest. The two of them had exchanged numbers last Sunday when Miles had crashed our brother-sister bonding time, but I hadn’t believed they’d text each other.
Apparently, I didn’t know anything.
“He hasn’t let me hear any of his stuff,” I admitted.
“He told me. He asked me to play this for you.”
My heart leaped into my throat. “Really?”
