Page 101 of His to Cherish
I blushed. I’d just forgotten all my friends were at the table watching us, even though we’d been talking about them.
“Nine months of a guaranteed designated driver, we’re totally taking advantage of it, too.” Paige grinned and lifted her glass as if to say “cheers.”
“Don’t mind them,” I whispered. “My friends are insane.”
“Your friends are great. Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe.”
I grinned and said goodbye. Then, five sets of eyes watched him walk to the kitchen, and when Paige sighed and mumbled something about all our men having the best asses, I giggled right along with her. When he came out a few minutes later holding a white bag filled with take-out containers, he didn’t stop by, but I was certain, based on his grin and the coloring in his cheeks, he was well aware of being on the receiving end of our female appreciation.
I squirmed in my chair, flashed him a wave goodbye when he winked in my direction, and then sank into my seat, flushed and heated and tingly all over.
“You liiiike him,” Paige sang in my ear once he was gone.
I gave her a sly grin, before taking a sip of my drink. “Shut up.”
Next to me, Camden snorted. “Like is a severe understatement.”
I finished my drink, not responding.
There was nothing to say when she was absolutely right and already knew it.
