Page 221 of The Baby Twist
“This is way too much pink,” Olivia whispered in my ear. “It’s like a pink unicorn threw up all over the place.”
“Stop it.” I laughed.
All of Mrs. Lake’s guests started to arrive, and the competition between the mothers began. Fifteen little girls ran into the home, dressed in their finest and most expensive ballet costumes and shoes. Their hair was pulled up in a bun, and their makeup was exaggerated.
“Good God. I need a drink,” Olivia said.
“We don’t drink at our client’s parties.”
“She’s not my client.” Olivia walked away.
I went into the kitchen to make sure the catering staff was on top of everything. When I walked out, I froze, my heart racing, when I saw Charlie standing there.
“Marley?” His brows furrowed.
“Hey, Charlie. What are you doing here?”
“Uh, what are you doing here?” he asked.
“Mrs. Lake is my client.”
“Client? What do you mean?”
“Ah, Charlie.” Mrs. Lake walked over. “I see you’ve met my event planner, Marley. Didn’t she do an outstanding job?”
“Thanks, Mrs. Lake.” I smiled.
“Event planner? I thought you were a barista?”
“Surprise.” A grin crossed my lips. “I’m an event planner.”
“You said you were a barista.” His brows furrowed.
“No. I never said that. You just assumed. I was only helping Penelope and Olivia out. They own the place.”
“I see.”
“Charlie McBillionaire. Fancy seeing you here.” Olivia walked over with a drink in her hand and stared at me.
“Hello, Olivia.”
“Charlie, over here,” Mr. Lake called over to him.
“We’ll talk later,” he said, walking away.
“How weird is that?” Olivia said, sipping her drink.
“That he’s here?” I cocked my head.
“Yeah, and looking so damn fine, too.” A grin crossed her lips.
“Give me that.” I grabbed the drink from her hand and threw it down my throat.
As I ran around, ensuring the party was running smoothly, I couldn’t help but steal small glances at Charlie as he and Chase stood and talked to Mr. Lake. He caught me, and when he winked, I quickly looked away. He walked over, lightly took hold of my arm, and leaned in so his lips were close to my ear.
“I’m leaving now. I’ll see you tonight.”
My brows furrowed. “What are you talking about?”
