Page 68 of Fall For Me
I lick my lips and stand there, shamelessly checking him out.
“You want to let me in? My hands are kinda full here, mi amor.”
Shit!
I jump into action and spin around, leading him into the house. He laughs as he trails behind me.
“These are beautiful, Sean. Thank you,” I say, turning the vase from side to side.
When he doesn’t respond, I glance back over my shoulder and find him standing in the middle of the living room, his jaw ticking while he pins Cal, Aiden, and Carter with a glare. “You said no jeans.”
“I didn’t sayIcouldn’t wear jeans. I saidyoucouldn’t wear jeans,” Cal corrects him, popping a carrot into his mouth. “I’ve already done my time impressing the in-laws.”
“With what? Your bubbly personality? And why doesn’t Aiden have to wear slacks?”
“Because I’m single as a Pringle. I’m not trying to impress nobody,” Aiden answers.
I set the vase down on the island, my brows knitting together, then turn to face everyone gathered in the living room. “But I thought you and Cammie?—”
“Girl. No.” Cammie laughs, handing Ember over to her brother. “Aiden and I are just friends. We might have fun from time to time, but that’s as far as it goes.”
“If you two aren’t together, then why is he at our family dinner?” Carter asks, earning a deep scowl from Cammie.
“Because I invited him, Carter,” she bites back. “And stop glaring at him like that.”
Granny takes her flowers from Sean’s hand and beckons him to lean down. Holding her hand to the side of her mouth like she’s about to tell him a secret, she says, “I’ll go on and take the flowers, but ya gotta know, if ya wanna get in my drawers, ya don’t really have to work this hard.”
We all burst out laughing, letting her know we heard her loud and clear.
“What? A girl can dream, right?”
“My offer still stands, Granny,” I tease. “Take him.”
“You’re asking for it, Rebel. You just wait until I get you home?—”
“Okay.” Dad interrupts Sean with a clap of his hands. “Now that everyone is here, let’s eat.”
I saunter into the kitchen, and as I stand at the counter uncorking the wine, Jade runs up to me with a bouquet of white daisies in her little hand. “Look what Seany got me!”
“Oh, those are so pretty.” I smile down at her as she looks up at me with those pretty brown eyes. “Let’s put them in a vase so they don’t wilt. Did you tell Sean thank you?”
“Sure did.”
Pulling up a stool for her, she climbs up, and we work together quickly, her tiny hands reaching over mine as we place one flower after the other into the vase.
“That’ll do, right?” She asks, twisting the vase side to side to admire our handy work.
“It’s perfect! Great job, Jade.”
She holds up her hand, and I give her a high five, then help her down. Grabbing the wine, I follow her to the dining room. She runs ahead of me to the table, plopping herself down in the chair next to Sean, and I take the seat between her and River.
“Jade, why don’t you come sit by me and let Hannah sit next to Sean?” Aiden suggests.
Her little chin wobbles, and she shakes her head. “I wanna sit by Seany.”
“First my best friend . . . now my little girl . . . I’m sure if I had a dog, you’d steal that too, Mac,” Aiden jokes.
Carter barks out a laugh. “Jealous? Need a shoulder to cry on?”
