Page 107 of Beau & Autumn

“Of course, but we’re in public and Mrs. Parsons is watching us.”

“She hasn’t had any action in years,” he mutters against my skin. “It might be good for her.”

I slap him on the arm. “Beau! That’s gross.”

He just laughs, kissing my neck as he pulls back. Unfathomably, he finger waves at Mrs. Parsons across the room as I grab his hand and shove it down on the seat. “You’re a party pooper.”

“And you’re going to get us kicked out.”

“By Aunt May?” He snorts. “Not likely.”

A few moments later, Brooklyn jumps into the seat opposite us out of nowhere, startling me. In all the flirty banter, I didn’t even see him approaching. “Well, will you look at the two newlyweds?” He grins. “You know that’s considered foreplay in Mrs. Parsons’ book.”

So he noticed her staring too.

I snort. “Hi Brook, how are you doing?”

Beau turns to face his brother, grinning as they clasp hands. He barely gets time to answer when Georgia appears. What’s with the Bassett family reunion today?

She shoves Brook aside, sliding into the booth giving us both a haughty look.

“So here you two are. You know, I’ve been thinking?—”

“Did it hurt?” Brook chimes before she can finish.

She fires him a glare, then turns back to us. “I mean, I had an inkling about you two from the start and everyone said I was crazy. What doesn’t add up is how you two just ran off claiming you didn’t want to live in sin.” She looks between the two of us. “What gives?”

We know Brooklyn already knows the truth, but we never wanted to hurt Georgia. Her and Beau are close, and she’s still a little furious at us about the entire event.

There is no point in lying. “She’ll see right through your bullshit in seconds,” Brook warns us.

“Fine,” Beau relents. “But no repeating this to anyone. I mean, anyone. We’ve already had enough scrutiny from Gray and Gabe, and Dad, so it’s best if we just keep this between us, okay?”

She crosses her arms over her chest. “I’m listening.”

Beau explains the entire story, but sums it up in a much quicker time than I ever could.

I can’t tell if Georgia is even more mad, or if this is just her resting bitch face. It’s hard to tell with her. Finally, she speaks. “I always knew you two would work it out, I’m just surprised it took this long. It’s in the cards.”

I frown. “The cards?”

“Tarot cards. I read them sometimes, and when Brook kinda let it slip that Beau had a crush on you, I thought I’d do my own little reading.”

Beau and I glance at Brook as he shrugs and says, “Hey, it all worked out in the end, right?”

There are no freaking secrets in this family, much less this town.

I’m curious. “What did they say?”

“They showed me ‘the lovers’ card. I kept getting the same damn thing no matter how much I shuffled.”

Beau sits back, his arm around my shoulders. “There you go then, my reputation for being a bore can be squashed, surely? Maybe you could shout that around a little.”

Georgia ignores him. “The lovers card spells not just physical attraction, but soul mates and spiritual fulfillment. Passion. Union. Love. Marriage. So if you’d have just come to me in the first place, I could have saved you all the sneaking around.”

She’s adorable. “We’re both truly sorry,” I say. “We love you, GB. We’ve done a lot of things we’re not proud of, but we’re both committed to making this marriage work. We fell in love, and I also fell in love with this family. You’ve always accepted me with open arms, with love and encouragement and understanding. Helping me get my business off the ground and giving me a job. Taking me in when you knew my family were miles away. It feels like home because of you guys.” I can feel the tears starting again and Beau’s thumb strokes my shoulder gently.

“Aww!” Brook pouts, giving me a cute face as he reaches across the table to squeeze my hand. “Right back at ya, sissy.”

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