“Sure.” I pull out my phone, about to ask what he wants to order, when it starts ringing. “Sorry. Daze is calling. Hello?”
“You’re still at work, right?” she asks without preamble.
“Yeah.”
“Are you done? Come out for dinner.”
“I was going to have a meeting with Spencer about this weekend. We have two weddings.”
“Sophie and I are across the street. Both of you come. It’ll be nice to finally meet him. You can have a meeting after dinner.”
I roll my eyes at her tone, but don’t comment on it. “I thought you guys were going out for your anniversary today?”
“We are. But since we’re across the street, we want you to join us.”
I sigh. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
“Nope. Now get your little ass over here.” She hangs up on me, not letting me protest anymore.
“They’re at the restaurant across the street. You want to get dinner and then we can talk about this weekend?”
“If you want to go with them, I can wait until after.”
“She said you could come, and you said you’re hungry. Come with me. I don’t know why she wants me to come to dinner, anyway.”
We leave the building and go across to the restaurant. I spot Daze and Sophie immediately and make my way over to them.
“Shit,” Spencer says as we sit down, his head swiveling between us. “You guys are identical.”
“I told you that,” I say.
“It’s one thing to know it. It’s another thing to see it.”
I give him a nudge with my elbow and then turn to my sister. “Well, you got me here,” I say. “Spit it out. I know you want to say something, so let’s have it.”
Sophie and Daze exchange a look and then Daze turns back to me, her face alight with joy. She holds up her left hand, showing me a ring that hadn’t been on her finger yesterday.
I slap my hand over my mouth. “Are you engaged?” I ask through my fingers.
Daze’s grin grows even wider as she nods, gripping Sophie’s hand.
I jump up and circle the table, pulling my sister into a tight hug, tears flooding my eyes. “I’m so excited for you guys.”
I hug her again. Then I hug Sophie. Then ask to see the ring again. The server has come over a couple times by the time we’re settled enough to order.
“Congratulations,” Spencer says once the server is gone. “Have you guys thought about where you want to get married? Because I know a pretty great place with an extremely talented chef.”
I smile at his compliment.
“I would love to get married at Blue Vista,” Daze says. “On the rooftop with the ocean right there. But I don’t think it’s in our budget.”
Spencer shrugs. “Come to a meeting. I’ll introduce you to Vic. You let us know what your budget is, and we can see if we can work something out.”
“Tell me all about how it happened,” I say, practically vibrating with excitement.
“Sophie told me to take the day off today. She had something special planned for our anniversary. In hindsight, I probably should have suspected then, but I didn’t.”
Sophie laughs. “You can be a little oblivious to things sometimes. I really wanted to do it at sunrise, but I knew that would be tricky because I’d have to get her to take the day off.”