“Say it again,” he said.
She laughed. “The stupid part or the ‘I love you’ part?”
His face lit up with a grin. “Take your pick.”
“I love you.” She reached up on her tiptoes and kissed him.
He slid his arm around her back and pulled in close. She shivered.
“You’re wet and cold. Let’s go home,” he said against her lips.
Home. Yes. Tyler felt exactly like home.
He lifted his head, and when he smiled at her, she nearly melted with happiness. She’d been looking her entire life for him, and now that she’d found him, she was never letting go.
Things turned to chaos. Celesta stomped off, threatening to boycott the wedding. Holly threatened everyone with torture if they upstaged the wedding. Britt was shocked, then happy about Lanie’s announcement, but Randy looked worried.
He found a way to pull Lanie to the side and said, “You can’t tell Tyler that you know anything about the Margo Benson case.”
“That fight we were having when we got here?” she asked. “He’d asked to see my contract.”
“You told him who you work for?” he whisper-shouted.
“Why are you so freaked out, Randy?” she asked. “Of course not. I told him no. Why do you think we were fighting? But I promised to keep your involvement a secret and I meant it. I take my promises seriously.”
“You have to promise not tell him anything that links you to…you know what until after the opening.”
She shot him a glare. “I also take my NDA seriously. And Tyler realizes that. That’s part of the reason he suggested looking over my contract—so he could claim client-attorney privilege, and I wouldn’t have to break my nondisclosure.”
“You can’t show him, Lanie.”
“Good Lord. We’ve already established that ten times over. But I’m tired of keeping secrets from him.”
Randy held her gaze. “Then maybe you should take a break from him until after the opening.”
Her mouth dropped open. “Are you serious?”
“It’s not a bad idea.”
She put a hand on her hip. “If it makes you feel any better, I’m going to be working long hours this week, and Tyler has some big case he’s getting tons of pressure about, so we’ll hardly see each other until the wedding.”
Guilt filled his eyes. “Lanie, there’s something you need to know.”
“What?”
“Tyler—”
Britt snuck between them and pulled Lanie into a hug. “I’m so happy for you, Lanie! I wish you’d told me sooner, but I kind of understand why you didn’t.”
“Thanks. It’s been hard to keep this from you.”
A breeze blew over them, and Lanie shivered. Tyler noticed, wrapping an arm around her back. “I need to get her home and into dry clothes.”
“Yeah,” Kevin said. “Into clothes.”
Tyler pointed at him. “Watch it.”
Kevin turned to his wife. “I told you. He’s a goner.”