Page 31 of Whisper Sweet Nothings
“You’re already trying to get rid of me, and we’re only a couple of weeks in?” I teased.
“Not a chance.” He winked, and my stomach fluttered again with a rush of butterflies.
I’d gone years without butterflies.
Years without any excitement.
Years without my body reacting to anyone.
And now I land a job, and I start getting all the flutters around the one man I can’t go there with?
They say karma is a bitch, but I think working for the hottest single dad I’ve ever met is the worst kind of torture.
I’d take karma any day.
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Archer
The wedding was very heartfelt,with not a dry eye in the place. They’d kept it small and intimate, and Lulu’s family had gone all out on the reception, which took place in a swanky ballroom with floor-to-ceiling windows and views of the Eiffel Tower.
Lulu and Rafe had arranged for a dance company to perform, and it was like something straight out of a Broadway show.
The music, the dancing, the costumes.
Sabine was planted in the chair beside me. She hadn’t left my side since we’d arrived. Nothing had happened last night, outside of a few cocktails and good conversation.
She was nice enough, but I wasn’t feeling it.
I glanced over at my nanny, who was standing on the edge of the dance floor with my daughter and her cousin. Cutler twirled Melody around, and Winnie chuckled.
Winnie wore a black dress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her hair was pulled into some sort of loose knot at the nape of her neck, with a little silk bow tied around it.
She always wore bows, and now Melody was wearing them every day as well.
“I’m going to go grab us a slice of cake,” Sabine said as she winked at me.
I was still bothered by the text that I’d seen last night on Winnie’s phone, but I hadn’t brought it up today, because it wasn’t really my business.
Yet, it felt like it was.
“Thanks for being here, Archie,” Rafe said as he walked over and dropped in the chair beside me, the one Sabine had just left.
“Where else am I going to be?” I laughed. “I’m happy for you and Lulu. Wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.”
He clapped me on the shoulder. “Winnie’s quite the hit, huh? She’s making life easier on you?”
“She is. I should have jumped on that sooner.”
His eyes widened, and he smirked. “Literally and figuratively?”
“No. Oh fuck, that’s not what I meant.” I shook my head and took a sip of my whiskey. “I meant that I should have gotten good help sooner.”
“Well, you had a soft spot for Mrs. Dowden, and thankfully she finally retired.” He chuckled. “But Winnie’s definitely what you needed.”
“What are we talking about?” Bridger asked as he slipped into the chair on the other side of me.
