Amy’s face, surprisingly, lit up like a Christmas tree when he mentioned the reunion, and she immediately grabbed her phone.
“Oh, Kai, I’m so glad I did it.”
“That’s… literally the last thing I was expecting you to say.”
“Look!”
She shoved her phone in his face and the only information Kai could gather was that there was a whole bunch of emails marked read.
“Emails? And the good thing about that is what, exactly?”
“They’re all bookings,” Amy said with a delighted grin. “Lily Espinoza recommended me to a bunch of people because she actually felt safe enough to eat my food. There’s like a dozen emails all asking for quotes and dates.”
Kai stood and pulled Amy into a hug. “That’s great, Amy. I’m happy for you.”
“I’m happy for me too,” she said as he let her go, tucking a stray hair behind her ear, shy at the rare occurrence of her expressing pride. “So a vacation on a fancy boat sounds like the perfect celebration. Pretending to be your future wife is a small price to pay.”
Kai didn’t ask why it was all right for Lily Espinoza to recommend Amy’s company, but it was a “handout” if Kai did it. He didn’t want to bring the mood down, and it was something he was probably never going to understand anyway. Instead, he raised his beer to Amy’s, gave her a cheers, and drank to her success.