Page 92 of His Curvy Distraction

“Home would be better.” I followed her to the door.

“Maybe we can do that on Sunday, after the fundraiser.”

“Pack a bag and stay at my house. I’ll pick you up Saturday so you don’t have to worry about your car.”

“In the blue car?” she asked, her eyes wide with excitement.

I chuckled. “In the blue car.”

She squealed softly. “I’ll see you then.”

“Bye.”

“Bye.”

I watched her walk away, knowing I would do anything for her. She came out of nowhere, but I wasn’t sure I could go back to a life without her in it.

I hoped I didn’t have to.

O’Kelley’s was packed. I could barely move through the bar and wondered if someone was going to call the fire marshal for how many people were in there.

Natalie was immediately swallowed up by Amelia when we arrived, and I’d barely seen her since. She was smiling and talking to people, but I could see the anxiety in her eyes when I did catch a glimpse of her.

“Have you seen Natalie?” a perky blonde woman asked me. It took me a minute to realize it was Daisy.

I shook my head.

“I’m Daisy, by the way. We haven’t officially met.”

I grinned fully, nodding and extending my hand. “It’s so nice to finally meet you. I know I’ve stolen Natalie away a lot over the last month. I’ve heard such great things about you.”

“Well, I hope my bestie is singing my praises. She better be.”

“She’s not the only one who adores you. It sounds like you’d give me a run for my money if you decided to run for mayor.”

She shook her head, blonde hair tumbling everywhere. “Oh, no, Mr. Mayor, I don’t want your job. Not enough play.”

I laughed. “There definitely is not. Why don’t I help you look for Natalie? I know she’s running around and talking to a lot of people. She could probably use a break.”

“Uh oh. That’s not good because it’s time for her to give her speech.”

“Does she know she has to give a speech?” I asked.

Daisy shrugged and turned into the crowd.

I followed her, doing my best to look over the heads of the people around us and find Natalie.

Daisy was blindly searching through the crowd, not tall enough to see anything but the person in front of her. She turned at random and made it nowhere.

I finally spotted Natalie to our right and tapped Daisy’s shoulder. She turned to look up at me, and I pointed to the right.

Daisy nodded and forced her way through the crowd. A minute later, we were in front of Natalie.

“I brought you a drink,” Daisy said, handing over the glass she was carrying. “It’s just water.”

“Thank you,” Natalie said, taking it and sucking half the water down in seconds. “Is it hot in here or it is just me?”

“It’s always you, babe. But yeah, it’s hot. There are a ton of people. How close are you guys to hitting your goal?” Daisy shouted to be heard above the noise.

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