Page 158 of Dream Girl
Brennan froze.
“That’s going to be fun.” Jett chuckled. “Like I said, I sorta like her. She adds something to the house.”
Brennan shook his head. “Absolutely not.”
“She’s already Wes’ mate, and if he and Evan don’t care, why not? After all, Spencer is an adult. It’s been ages since he’s been interested in anyone. She’s a crap dancer, but catches on fast.” Jett shrugged.
Spencer lost his wife over a decade ago. It was understandable. The fact that he was interested in courting Grace meant a lot. He was a good guy, and he and Grace had enough in common to potentially build a strong relationship.
“I just don’t understand.” Brennan sighed as he toyed with his glass.
“What don’t you understand? Grace isn’t that mysterious,” I retorted, suppressing an eye-roll.
“In a way she is, but that’s what I like about her,” Spencer said, joining us.
A host followed. “I can show you to your table now. The rest of the party is nearly here?”
I checked my phone to see their location. “They’re parking.”
“We’re here for Grace’s birthday,” Jett told the host. “Sheisone of those people who doesn’t freak out if they sing, right?” He grinned at Brennan.
Brennan didn’t like being sung to at restaurants. Did they even sing and bring you cake at a place likethis?The cake probably wasn’t free. This was even nicer than the usual restaurants our pack liked for special occasions.
“She’s okay with it. She likes chocolate cake.” I was glad Evan had asked her back when we were planning on taking her somewhere else.
The host seated us at a prime spot next to a window. It looked like a giant cafe table and had a lantern in the center. Strings of lights swooped over our heads. Brennan frowned, looking around the very busy restaurant–and the people watching him and Spencer.
“Do you have anything more… private?” Brennan asked the host as we sat down.
“For seven, on a Friday? No. Your server will be here soon.” With that, the host left.
Brennan put his head in his hands. “My mother probably asked for this table specifically. It’s as if shewantsus to be photographed.”
“She’s still trying to make the case that Grace is loved and accepted and we’re a happy pack with our shit together,” Jett replied.
“I know.” He rubbed his forehead. “Spence, thanks for getting the girls dresses. While I love Ri’s sense of fashion, my mother won’t have that same appreciation.”
“It’s no problem. They chose lovely selections,” Spencer replied.
I frowned. “Grace never sent me pictures.”
“Did you specify that you wanted any? Perhaps she wants it to be a surprise. Trust me, it’s worth the wait.” Spencer’s eyes sparkled.
A server, dressed in the same black vest and bow tie, came and took our drink orders.
“Merlot,” Spencer ordered as the rest of us got ours refreshed. “I have a picture of Ri, but I didn’t get one of Grace.” He showed us a picture of Riley in a silver dress. “Grace’s dress is also silver, but fluffier.”
“Ri looks so grown up,” Jett said softly.
“She does,” I nodded, remembering how little she was when Evan and I were first dating. “Silver. Should Evan and I match her? I mean, Bren, Evan, and Jett match sometimes for these things. But I don’t want to ruin any plans you’ve made.”
“Perhaps we should all match,” Spencer suggested. “Considering the theme isAll that Glittersand I’m pretty sure we all have silver vests and ties.”
“Evan, Jett, and I do,” Brennan nodded. “Good idea. I hadn’t thought that far ahead.”
“That works.” I didn’t have one, but it was easy enough to get.
“United front. Works for me,” Jett replied.
