Page 66 of Fall for You
“Yes. You’re very good.” Bailey wasn’t even pretending not to be patronizing. Which was fine. Willow was having too much fun to care.
Honestly, this was the most fun she’d had in…
She couldn’t remember how long.
“How come I don’t go dancing more often?”
Bailey laughed. “Look, I don’t handcuff you to your stove, you know. You’re the one who’s weirdly possessive about your kitchen.”
Willow pursed her lips as she thought this through. Finally, she said, “Accurate.”
This made Giselle laugh. It was nice to hear her laugh. The more they got to know each other, the more Willow really liked her soon-to-be sister-in-law. Of course, she’d decided she loved the woman the moment she’d found out she was going to be the mother of Willow’s first nephew.
But now they were becoming friends, so she could honestly say she didn’t just love her. She alsolikedher.
And it turned out that she’d said all of this aloud, because Giselle burst out laughing. “I like you, too, Willow.” She gave Willow a quick hug. “And I loved you from the start too.”
Bailey was rolling her eyes, but she still wore that tolerant smile, so all was okay.
Willow just wouldn’t mention the fact that Eric was in the other room; otherwise, Bailey’s smile would disappear.
She was trying very hard to forget she’d seen him when she’d gone to the bathroom earlier.
If she forgot, then she wouldn’t be tempted to hurry over to him and quiz him on what he’d found out about the letters.
But no. She shook her head as she bopped along in time to the music. She couldn’t talk to him here. So she’d just have to wait. Even though waiting was theworst.
“I really should be getting back to Nate.” Giselle was looking at her watch, her expression pinched.
Willow had been so caught up in dancing for a while there, she’d missed what Bailey and Giselle were saying.
Ronnie and Margot had joined their little circle, and it seemed a whole conversation had taken place while she’d been lost in dancing.
And okay, maybe thoughts of Eric.
But notreallyEric. Mostly thoughts of the mystery they shared. Because this might be a party to celebrate an upcomingwedding, but nothing was more romantic than Rose and Charlie’s secret love affair.
She sighed a sappy sigh as the others kept discussing…whatever it was they were discussing. No one was talking about what she wanted to talk about, and the real bummer was, she couldn’t say a word.
Not to anyone but Eric. And he was in another room talking to Drew about…something.
Something that was not Charlie and Rose.
It was really unfair. She just wanted to know that they’d found a way to be together. Because what they had…
That was love. It was a grand, epic kind of love. The kind movies were made about. The kind that stood the test of time.
And she just…
She really needed to know that they had a happy ending. Even if it was brief, and even if it was from afar.
Just something. They had to have had something, right? All those letters and the trinkets…
It had to have a happy ending.
She whipped around, mid-dance move, to face the door. On the other side, Eric was drinking something that looked very manly.
And he might just have the answers.
