Page 57 of Fall for You
Dallas’s brows arched. “Well, I’m flattered, Big B. But I’m guessing the only way I’d be invited to a bachelorette party is if I was part of the entertainment, and myMagic Mikedays are behind me.”
Brandon snickered. “Funny, man. I meant Margot’s bachelorette party.”
“Ah.” Dallas stopped walking at the mention of Ronnie’s sister.
Man. His brother hadn’t even said Ronnie’s name, but just the idea of her family was enough to have him daydreamingabout her lips when she was fighting a smile, or the way she moved with such grace, or?—
“So, can you do it?” Brandon said.
Dallas flinched. “Um, sorry. Run that by me again?”
Brandon explained—again—how Bailey, Willow, and Giselle were all going to the bachelorette party and he was going to be flying solo at the inn. Not a big deal, except that their babysitter for Nate fell through and?—
“Yup. I’m there.” It was almost embarrassing how quickly he leapt to accept the invite. “I’m on it.”
“Cool. Thanks.”
Brandon kept talking, giving him more info on when he needed to be there, but Dallas’s heart was already pounding with excitement.
When his phone dinged with an incoming text, it did another wild leap. It was her. He just knew it.
Ronnie had texted at least once a day since he’d left town. Nothing too flirty, but way more interesting than the average small talk. She always had something funny to say, or a link to share. Something that lit up his day or made him think.
No matter what it was, her texts were a freaking oasis in the boring monotony that was his day-to-day life.
And he’d bet money that was her now.
“Brandon, I gotta go,” he interrupted. “I’ll see you this weekend.”
As soon as the call ended, he checked his texts. A grin split his face so fast, it probably broke a world record.
It was a picture of her flexed arm, and just enough of Ronnie’s face that he could see the over-the-top fierce expression. He chuckled as he read her caption.
Ronnie:Beat your best time on the course by a full minute.
He typed back quickly.
Dallas:I’ll be there Friday afternoon. Same time, same place. I’ll believe it when I see it.
Her answering text was quick and short.
Ronnie:Challenge accepted.
She followed it with a GIF of Forrest Gump running that made him laugh out loud.
As he started to jog, he found himself muttering his response aloud.
“Game on.”
Chapter Twenty-Six
Ronnie’s cheeks ached from smiling.
Or…more like they ached fromsuppressinga smile.
The other women in the bridal shop probably didn’t even realize she wasn’t swooning like an idiot over here.
And shewasn’tswooning.
