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Liv laughed. “Did you have that notebook on standby? Your stationery addiction is getting out of hand.”
A smile tugged at the corner of Elise’s mouth. “You never know when a new notebook might come in handy.”
Maya glanced at Sam. “I’m not sure we’ve got a wish list, as such.”
“What destination are we thinking?” Arran said.
Sam rubbed his beard. “Not sure.”
Raising his eyebrows, Arran smiled. “Are we talking Ibiza, or Inverness?”
“Scotland-based, I reckon,” Maya said. She glanced at Sam. “Is that okay with you?”
“Definitely,” Sam replied, shooting her a soft look that made Liv’s already mushy heart melt a little further. “Save our money for the honeymoon.”
Maya grinned. “Probably less chance of naked dancing ladies, though, in Scotland compared to the Balearics. That okay?”
Sam looked her up and down. “Unless I get a naked dance off you?”
Shrugging, Maya lifted her glass to take a sip. “Depends on how much you’re paying.”
Elise was scribbling more notes, clearly taking the organizational role very seriously.
Liv peered over her shoulder, curious to see whether she’d actually documented “no naked dancing ladies.”
“When are we talking?” Elise asked.
“Perhaps April or May?” Maya said. “Because we’re thinking of a June wedding.”
“Blimey,” Elise said, glancing up. “Only four months to plan a wedding. You two don’t mess about, do you?”
Sam took Maya’s hand. “Nope. There’s already been too much messing about and delay. So, we’re going for it.”
Maya leaned over and kissed his cheek.
Liv spotted Elise exchanging a look with Arran at that point, and she suspected that the two people in the room who had actually planned a wedding in the past thought Maya and Sam naive in their underestimation of the task at hand.
Arran leaned back. “No time like the present, I suppose. Long engagements are a bad idea.”
Liv glanced at him, trying to read any underlying emotion behind his neutral expression. He and Jess had been engaged for a number of years before they set their date.
“Any specifics apart from Scotland-based?” Elise asked.
Maya and Sam shook their heads.
“Right,” Elise said. “We should probably pick a weekend first, then decide where we want to go. Then we can curate a list of venues and narrow it down, see what places have vacancies.”
The doorbell rang.
Sam stood and left the kitchen, then shortly after they heard the sound of him opening the door and Nico’s deep voice.
Liv noticed Elise burying her head in her notebook and starting to scribble as Nico entered the room.
“Manage to get out of the vomit cleanup?” Arran asked.
“Nah. I cleaned it up, but then my sister came home early so I figured I’d come join in the celebrations.” Nico tugged off his black leather jacket, his muscles bulging under his tight-fitting long-sleeved shirt. Elise glanced over from her notebook, her gaze seeming to land on the swell of Nico’s deltoid, then whipping away back onto her scribblings.
Nico leaned on the table, glancing at Elise as she jotted away. “Kowalski.”
