You're
such a handsome dork, Kev.
When he laughed, she kissed the top of his head.
Let's go down. Maybe Alex and Jenny are here.
They were, and Alex was just as disgusted with his tie as Kevin was with his. But there was too much going on for the boys to sulk for long. There were canape's to gobble, babies to play with and adventures to plan.
Everyone, naturally, was talking at once.
The volume in the room cut through Megan's aching head like a rusty saw. She accepted the flute of champagne Trenton II offered her, and did her best to pretend an interest in his flirtation. He was trim and tall and tanned, glossily handsome and charming. And Megan was desperately relieved when he turned his attentions on Coco.
Make a nice couple, don't they?
Nathaniel murmured in her ear.
Striking.
She took a cube of cheese and forced it down.
You don't look in the party mood, Meg.
I'm fine.
To distract him, she changed the subject.
You might be interested in
what I think I might have walked in on this afternoon.
Oh?
Taking her arm, he steered her toward the open terrace doors.
Coco and Dutch.
Fighting again? Saucepans at twenty paces?
Not exactly.
She took a deep breath of air, hoping it would clear her head.
They
were... at least I think they were...
Nathaniel's brows shot up. He could fill in the blanks himself.
You're joking.
No. They were nose-to-nose, with their arms around each other.
She managed to
smile even as she rubbed at the throbbing in her temple.
At my unexpected and
ill-timed entrance, they jumped apart as if they'd been planning murder. And they were blushing. Both of them.
The Dutchman, blushing?
Nathaniel started to laugh, but it began to sink in.
Good God.
I think it's sweet.
Sweet.
He looked back inside, where Coco, regally elegant, was laughing over something Trenton had whispered in her ear.
She's out of his league. She'll break his heart.
What a ridiculous thing to say.
Lord, why didn't her head just fall off her shoulders and give her some relief?
Sporting events have leagues, not romances.
The Dutchman and Coco.
It worried him, because they were two of the very few people in the world he could say he loved.
You're the accountant, sugar, and you're going to tell me that adds up?
I'm not telling you anything,
she shot back.
Except I think they're attracted to each other. And stop calling me 'sugar.'
Okay, simmer down.
He looked back down at her, focused on her.