Page 37 of Love Notes and Late Nights
Harris wasn’t sure what that entailed but he imagined a lot of weird decorations, especially if Tyler got wind of the theme. “OK.” He lifted the cloches to see what Wolf ordered and found all the traditional breakfast favorites: omelets, bacon, sausage, buttered toast, potatoes, fruit, and mini muffins. “This is awesome. Thanks for ordering breakfast.”
“It’s the least I can do.” Wolf lowered his eyes for a moment. “To make up for last night. I was hard on you. The kiss was nice. Just unexpected. I overreacted.” He nodded. “I’m sorry.”
Relief flooded Harris, and he began to think that maybe he was right after all and Wolf was rethinking the kiss. Hope made Harris’ heart balloon, and he couldn’t tone down the smile on his face.
They ate breakfast and talked as if last night never happened, and it was such a Goddamn relief.
Wolf sent a few text messages about the Jaws party. Mid-text, someone knocked on the door, and when he opened it, Tyler sauntered in.
“I hope everyone’s decent because we need to get this party started!” Tyler exclaimed, holding his phone up. “There’s a party supply store 2.1 miles away for decorations. We can cater everything from the hotel restaurant. Do you two have any ideas?”
“It’s not even ten in the morning,” Wolf replied.
“I know. That’s why we need to get things started if you want to pull this off in the next few hours. I suggest we limit our movie marathon to Jaws 1 because the others just don’t compare. If anything, they take away from the suspense and scare factor of the original.”
“Oh my God!” Wolf practically shouted. “I say the same thing all the time!”
“I knew it. We’re like twins separated at birth.” Tyler started tapping on his phone. “Jaws party 3 p.m. Theme attire strongly suggested but not required.” He looked up at Wolf. “Are we having it here?”
Wolf and Harris looked at each other and nodded.
“Perfect.” Tyler went back to texting. “Location: Harris and Wolf’s suite. RSVP asap. That’s the announcement. Now let’s talk about the guest list. I have the three of us plus Ethan, obvz. Marshall and the lovely Amy. Who else?” Tyler paused with his finger over his phone ready to fill in more information.
Harris shrugged. “That’s it.” He didn’t want a wild bash. He wanted his close friends.
“Six people is hardly a party,” Tyler complained. “Aren’t you friendly with some of the roadies? What about your manager? Wait. I know Paul Landry. He’s so stressed all the time. I can’t imagine he’s a ball of fun.” Tyler glanced up toward the ceiling. “But maybe the poor man needs to let off a little steam and loosen up.” He nodded once. “I’ll add him to the list, as long as no one objects.” He paused and looked to Harris and Wolf for their approval.
They both shrugged and nodded.
“What about the roadies?”
Again, Harris and Wolf just shrugged which made Tyler scowl. “This is your party,” Tyler complained. “Take more of an interest. You don’t want it to be a dud.”
If Tyler wasn’t an amazing hairstylist, or if that gig somehow fell through, he could make a lucrative career from party planning, because he had this totally in the bag.
“I guess we could invite some of the roadies,” Wolf said. “Luis is cool. And that guy with the mohawk—Jason.”
Harris started snapping his fingers. “The new guy who set up my drum kit. What’s his name? Carl? No. Charlie. It’s Charlie.”
“What about Richie?” Wolf asked. “Our bus driver. That guy pulls all-nighters and puts up with our shit.”
Harris nodded. “Yeah. He’s cool.”
Tyler tapped everything into his phone and waited. “Anyone else?”
“Check with Ethan,” Wolf said.
“Perfect. I’ll send Marshall another text as well. Or I’ll just knock on his door on the way back to my room. I got it all under control,” Tyler announced with the wave of his hand as he walked out the door. “Kisses. Talk soon.”
“He’s excited about this party,” Wolf commented, pouring another cup of coffee.
“I know. He scared me a little,” Harris joked.
They were just finishing breakfast when there was another knock on the door. Harris expected it to be Tyler again, but it was Ethan. “Did Tyler throw you out of your room so he could do his party planning?”
“No. He’s throwing you guys out of your room so he can prep for the party. Apparently, it’s going to be a big surprise, and no one can see the decorations before the start of the party. Not even you two.”
While Tyler worked his magic in the suite, the rest of them lounged by the pool which caused a bit of a commotion since fans weren’t used to seeing Marshall and Amy together. But things quieted down quickly with security around. Best of all, Wolf seemed relaxed and calmer than Harris had ever seen. And Wolf kept glancing at him with the same tiny smile that appeared on his face at breakfast. Harris didn’t know what to make of it, but he kept taking it all in, and it made his heart fuller each time they made eye contact.
