‘That’s what Sawyer was telling me. Congratulations.’
‘Thanks. And Sawyer’s place has been so busy he’s got people waiting outside. He said people waited over an hour for a table last night.’
And my place has nobody. Those people could’ve driven to G’s and had a couple beers in less time than it took to get a table at Sawyer’s. So why didn’t they? Why is nobody going to G’s?
‘Shit, sorry,’ Brody says. ‘I wasn’t thinking.’
‘About what?’
‘What I said. That stuff about Sawyer’s place. He mentioned things have been kind of slow at G’s.’
‘They have, but they’ll pick up. I’m going to be trying some new things.’
Brody pulls up in front of the barn to let me off.
‘You have a date for tonight?’ I ask, remembering Aria’s request to get info.
‘Yeah, she’s around here somewhere. She came with a friend. I’ll see her at the dance.’ He waits for me to get off the golf cart. ‘Have a good time!’
‘Thanks! And thanks for the ride.’ I go into the barn. It’s so crowded it takes forever to make my way through.
‘Hey, Gina,’ I hear a girl say.
I turn and see Lyndsay there, Nick’s fiancé. I got to know her when I was helping Sawyer’s family get ready for the festival. Lyndsay, Callie, and I all helped Martha, Sawyer’s mom, make the baked goods. It was a lot of work, but I loved it. I felt like I was with family. Callie and Lyndsay treated me like a sister, which is something I always wanted.
‘Hey, Lyndsay.’
‘Hey.’ She gives me a quick hug. ‘Did you just get here?’
‘Yeah. I’m trying to find Sawyer. Brody said he’s outside.’
‘He is. He’s restocking the pumpkins. I can’t believe we sold out this fast.’
‘Is it always like this?’ I ask, knowing she’s a local who grew up going to the festival.
‘It’s always busy, but it seems to get busier every year. Nick’s thinking about building another barn for next year, but then we’d need to add more parking.’ She sighs. ‘We have a lot to figure out.’
‘And a wedding to plan,’ I say, smiling at her.
‘That’s almost done. Callie just needs to give us the final guest list.’
‘I wasn’t talking about Callie’s wedding.’
Lyndsay smiles. ‘Nick hasn’t proposed. He probably won’t until later this year, or maybe next year.’
‘You really think he’ll wait that long?’
‘We’ve only dated a few months, and Nick isn’t someone who rushes into things. ’
As she says it, Nick shows up behind her, wrapping his arms around her and leaning down to kiss her cheek. ‘I couldn’t find you.’
‘Right here.’ She looks up at him. ‘What do you need?’
‘Nothing. I just missed you.’
She smiles at him.
‘Hey, Gina,’ Nick says. ‘Looking for Sawyer?’