Page 57 of My Best Friend's Mardi Gras Wedding

That he had yet to act on.Now that she thought about it, Tori wondered if she should be concerned.Maybe he couldn’t stop thinking about how unsexy her job was or how she was barely pulling off the heels and lipstick tonight or how she’d hidden wild animals in her closet as a kid.The gross, awkward, odd stuff might be finally adding up.

Josh nodded.“Yeah, let’s call it sweet talk.”

“What else would we call it?”she asked.

“A genetic disposition to fall head over heels ridiculously fast.”

This time when her heart flipped, she wasn’t sure it went back to its usual position.It felt bigger in her chest.He seemed so sincere.Almost self-deprecating about it.As if he thought that was what was happening, whether he liked it or not.Whethersheliked it or not.She didn’t actually think that Josh was head over heels for her, but she liked the idea that helikedher a lot.And thought of all these things about her were fucking loveable as hell.To use his words.

Yeah, she liked that a lot.

“Does this mean we can go inside and get naked now?”she asked.Because she also really liked kissing him.And she really wanted to get naked with him.Before she said anything else about who she was that might make him wonder what the hell he was doing with her.

He gave a half groan, half laugh.“Soon.I have one more thing I want to ask you about.”

“Okay.”She wiggled on his lap, on purpose this time, loving the way his fingers curled into her hips as if he couldn’t take it.

“You and Andrew,” Josh said.

Tori tipped her head.“What about me and Andrew?”

“Paisley thinks that you make him homesick.”

Tori smiled softly at that.“Oh.That’s kind of nice.”

“Is it?”

“Isn’t it?”she asked.“It’s nice to think that he thinks of home fondly and that I remind him of it and his feelings for it.”

Josh shook his head.“I think she means that you make himwantsomething that maybe he didn’t know, or remember, that he wanted.”

Tori frowned.“I really don’t think Andrew wants to go back home.Not for good.He loves New Orleans and his new job.”

“Right.Not the job, really.”

“Then what?”

He looked at her as if she was being slow.

She frowned.“What?”

“You, Tori.She thinks that you’re making him wantyou.”

Tori rolled her eyes.“Well, that’s ridiculous and insecure of her.”

“You sure?”

“Of course.”

He took a breath.“I saw you two talking in the hallway alone.It looked kind of…emotional.”

“You saw me and Andrew?”Tori asked.

“Yeah.”

“And you didn’t interrupt?”

“I have no right to interrupt,” he said.“He’s your best friend.You’re here for his wedding.You have a history with him.I’m…new.”

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