Page 70 of Holding Her Heart

“And a lady to keep you warm at night?” Fi wiggled her eyebrows.

“Oh, no. The humidity is all year-round where we’re going. I’m sure I’ll be plenty warm.” Eden spun on her heel, and Aster knew that was her cue to leave, too.

When she reached the table at the airport bar, Blair glared at her. She pushed a chair out with her foot, clearing her throat. “Sit down.”

“Um…okay.”

“Now, I really like you. I like you a lot, Aster. But if you break my best friend’s heart during this holiday, I will hunt you down, and I will hurt you.”

Aster’s brows rose with surprise. “Is that right?”

“One hundred percent.” Blair winked, barking a laugh. “But I doubt I’ll be able to get you two out of the hotel room, so I’m not too concerned.”

Eden left the table, moving towards the bar.

“Look, I don’t know what she’s told you, but we’re not together. We’re sharing a room, yes, but we’ve agreed to keep our hands to ourselves.”

“Come back to me and tell me that again when she’s lounging out on the terrace in a bikini.”

Aster’s insides rolled. How the hell could she keep her hands to herself when Blair said things like that? She knew Eden would look incredible in a bikini, she wasn’t blind, but how exactly did she refrain from visibly drooling at every given opportunity? “I’m sure I’ll manage.”

“Mmhmm. And I’m sure you won’t. She’s bloody gorgeous, and you’re only human.”

“She’s not ready. She told me that herself. And I completely respect the decision she made.”

“Oh, boo!” Blair rolled her eyes. “Even I know she won’t last the entire holiday. She’s called me three times this week to ask if I think you’ll like a particular outfit. Trust me, she’s only thinking about you. All the time.”

Aster’s heart swelled. She felt kinda proud hearing that. “Yeah?”

“Absolutely. Now, help your…friend at the bar.”

Aster glanced over her shoulder; Eden had her back to them. Was she upset about what Fi had done? Eden didn’t have to worry. Aster would never go there. “Is she upset?” She turned to face Blair. “Fi was kinda obnoxious then.”

“Eden’s fine. A little jealousy never hurt no one.”

Aster frowned. She wasn’t into game playing. “I don’t want her to be jealous. And certainly not of Fi. There’s not a chance I’d touch that woman.”

“Can confirm, it wasn’t much.”

Aster barked a laugh. She’d momentarily forgotten that Blair had slept with Fi before her and Dom got together. “Shit, I’m sorry. I wasn’t having a dig.”

“Oh, have a dig. I deserve it for being so stupid.” Blair held her Prosecco, a mirror image of how Eden held her own. They were like twin sisters most of the time. “Dom still hasn’t let it go.”

Aster snorted. “I don’t blame her. I mean, Fi?”

“Don’t please.” Blair winced. “A moment of error. It’ll never happen again.”

“Damn right it won’t.”

“Eden is waiting. I think she wants to speak to you without me around.”

Aster glanced over her shoulder once again. Eden was, in fact, watching her. She mouthed “I’m coming,” and smiled in Blair’s direction before she walked over to Eden. “Hi.”

“Fi had better keep her hands to herself.” Eden stood with her hands clenched into fists against the bar, a look of anger in her eyes. “Seriously.”

“Whoa. Don’t sweat it. I’m not interested whatsoever.” Aster reached out a hand to lay on Eden’s shoulder, pulling it back quickly. She had to remember that people were around.

Eden studied Aster, and Aster could see there was a jealousy there. One that was more than unnecessary. “Promise? I can deal with you sleeping with some incredible blonde, but Fi? No. I can’t deal with that.”

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