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“We know it.”
“His sister’s also a serious asset. She’s the she-devil from hell, but an asset.”
“They don’t call her the Destroyer for nothing. No jacket?”
“I’ve got one in the car if I need it.” She stepped outside into the cool and fragrant. “Don’t need it. Speaking of assets, your grounds crew.”
They crossed to the lot, circling the island where flowers bloomed in winding rivers of reds and whites and delicate pinks.
At the car, she checked the back seat before she unlocked it.
“Thanks for the drink and the escort.”
“No problem.”
She got in, checked the gauges. Of course he stood and watched her drive away.
And as she drove away she thought, in a weird way, they’d just had sort of a kind of date.
She didn’t know what to think about that, and decided he probably didn’t think of it that way at all. But if he did consider it a weird sort of date, she found she didn’t mind.
Chapter Fourteen
She slept in on Saturday, and when she finally wandered down for coffee, she saw her grandmother sitting on the patio with a glass of iced tea.
Morgan grabbed a muffin—someone had made muffins—took it and her coffee out.
“Oh, feel that air! Perfect. Not hot, not cold.” Loving it, Morgan sat, bit into the muffin. “Where’s Mom?”
“She ran into the shop for a couple hours. One of our artists is bringing in a new jewelry line, and she wanted to get it priced and on display. I told her to go ahead, but I was going to sit out and enjoy the fruits of my granddaughter’s labors.”
“You and Mom put in some time. I love those wind chimes.”
“How did it go last night?”
“I’ve never been to such a fancy wedding. We could use every flower we planted, and every perennial you planted before, double it, and still not have as many flowers as they had in that ballroom. Honestly, it was breathtaking. All of it. All those men in black tie, and the women in evening gowns. But the bride’s dress—that was the showstopper.”
“As it should be.”
“She looked radiant, fairy princess radiant. And after driving Drea and Nell crazy for months, also looked happy and relaxed. God, it was so romantic. Flowers, music, candlelight. You have to give her credit for knowing exactly what she wanted, and the Jamesons for making sure she got it.”
“And her father, I assume, for footing the bill.”
“Had to be a whopper. I made over three thousand in tips.”
“I’m sorry, what?”
With a laugh, Morgan lifted her arms to the sky. “Three thousand, two hundred and sixty-six dollars in personal tips. I’ve worked weddings before, and you can take home a nice chunk, but never anything like this.”
“Maybe I went into the wrong business.”
“It’s almost like getting paid for going to a party. Not quite, because those people kept us busy. Worth it. Completely worth it.”
“Obviously, you did an exceptional job.”
“I like to think so. Open bars can go either way. Some people tend to tip generously because free drink, other people think free drink and don’t bother to tip. In this case, generosity won the night.”
She nibbled more muffin. “Toward the end, Miles came in. I guess he’s my car walker on Friday nights.” She shifted. “You’ve known him a long time. Have you ever noticed he doesn’t really wear suits, but he does?”
