Page 57 of Finding Out

“Everything okay with Kris?” Heath glanced over at her.

I didn’t follow his gaze. She and Leo were probably still laughing about my death.

“Yeah, she’s excited about the wedding. I’ve done my best to stay out of the way unless I’m presented with a bill to pay.”

“I remember those days with Lottie.”

Their older daughter had been married for several years and had already given Heath and Colleen two grandkids.

“We might be doing it again soon.” Colleen tried to hide her smirk behind her glass.

Heath sighed. “I keep telling you not to get your hopes up.”

“And I keep telling you that our daughter is dating someone. I’m sure of it. She only calls me from work, and twice now, when I tried to come by to see her, she’s given me the lamest excuses about why I couldn’t.”

I locked my jaw. One of those calls wasn’t from work, and I’d heard the lame excuse.

“Two days ago, she tried to convince me that she’d waxed her floor and it couldn’t be walked on until morning, so she was stuck in bed.”

Heath scoffed. “I bought that apartment five years ago, and that girl has never waxed her floors.”

That excuse was worse than the one about the facial I’d heard.Wren was not the type of woman who scrubbed or waxed floors. A chuckle escaped me, but I quickly turned it into a cough.

“See?” Colleen pointed at me. “He believes me.”

I schooled my features and held both hands up. “Don’t drag me into your relationship.”

Heath draped an arm over his wife’s shoulders. “I know you want her to settle down with one of the men you keep shoving her way and give you grandkids, but don’t give yourself false hope.”

It was hard to fight a wince, because although I could promise to take care of their daughter, giving them grandkids was off the table. And the idea that Colleen was trying to set Wren up on dates had my hands balling into fists.

I forced myself to take a calming breath. “She does seem happy lately.” I couldn’t help but throw that out there. I was hoping like hell they’d noticed her contentment.

“She does,” Colleen said.

Heath narrowed his eyes. “When have you seen her?”

I shrugged, trying to play it off. “I’ve stopped in to talk to Erin at the auction house a few times recently. Plus she’s been helping me purchase some pieces, so we’ve crossed paths.”

Head tilted, he examined me, his mind working. “Wait…”

Dread sank in my gut like a lead ball. Maybe I’d pushed too far by saying she was happy. I wasn’t sure how to walk it back.

“What, hun?” In what felt like slow-motion, Colleen reached over and patted his arm.

Angling closer, he lowered his head. “You and Erin?” His eyes cut over to Leo, who had dated her for six years, before he peered over at Erin two tables away.

My entire body relaxed, and a laugh bubbled out of me. “No.” I shook my head. “Definitely no. Never.” His suspicious gaze didn’t leave me, but I held both hands up. “I swear.”

He shook his head. “I don’t get why you’re being so damn secretive about the woman, then. Why not bring her tonight?”

I shrugged. “It’s Avery’s week. The last thing I want to do is take attention away from her.”

“What are you all whispering about?”

I nearly jumped at the sound of Wren’s voice so close. I tried not to smile at her but failed. In her gold dress, she was glowing, and her red lips had been taunting me all night.

“Just saying what a great job you did putting this together, darling. You’re a natural at event planning.”

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