Page 108 of Beau & Autumn

Georgia slides out of the booth and envelopes me in a hug, practically sitting on my knee. “I’m sorry I was so judgy.” Her tears start pouring too. “I just wanted so much for my brother to be happy, and when I heard you guys did this, I was worried that it was too fast and may not work out. Someone could get hurt and we’d not be friends anymore.”

“Is that when you consulted the cards?” Brook winks at Beau as I stifle a giggle.

She really is the sweetest person under her tough exterior. “That would never happen,” I assure her.

“Hey, why would you think I’d hurt Autumn?” Beau frowns when Georgia pulls back, wiping her eyes.

“Because like most men, you can be an absolute douchebag.”

We both laugh, along with Brook, but Beau rolls his eyes. “I might be clueless, but douchebag is a little harsh.”

“Least you got it right the first time.” Georgia looks at Brook, giving him a side eye. “Unlike some other people we won’t mention, who took three goes at it.”

Brook raises a finger to hush her. “Three goes with the same woman. You forgot that part, and this time it’s for good.”

Brook re-proposed to Eden on Christmas Eve and she’s now sporting a beautiful new diamond ring.

“Better late than never.” Beau and Brook both lean over to bump fists.

Georgia is still sitting on our side. She looks more relaxed and I’m happy that she’s forgiven us. I definitely don’t want to be on the outs with Beau’s twin sister.

“Now we just have to find you a man.” I grin. “Or I could have a shuffle with the tarot cards?”

She shakes her head. “I’m sworn off men. I’m so over dating idiots.”

“When was the last time you went on a date?” Beau raises his eyebrows in question, but Georgia just taps her nose.

“That’s for me to know.”

“Just wait until you find Mr. Right,” Brook laughs. “I will literally give the guy fifty bucks if he makes it out the driveway.”

Georgia glares across at her brother. “Very funny. I’ll have you know that I’m considered quite the catch around here.”

“Of course you are,” Beau chimes in. “You’re a Bassett, and the only one of us not to settle down yet.”

“You’re forgetting about Trudy, but I’m not sure if she will be settling down any time soon. Next you’ll be trying to set me up with the dreaded Gaitley or even Easton, not that you’d find a woman in a thousand mile radius to put up with either of those two,” Georgia sing-songs.

“I don’t know, they’re pretty cute.” That earns me a poke in the ribs from Beau.

“Husband in presence.” He kisses me on the cheek. “They’re definitely not gentlemen in the lady department.”

I smile, turning to peck him on the mouth. “I only have eyes for you.”

“Saps,” Brook laughs.

“God, get a room,” Georgia agrees, sliding out of the booth.

But I want the world to know that Beau is my man. Nothing is going to change that. Not even the weekend and my parents' visit looming.

If I have Beau by my side, I’m on top of the world.

30

Beau

The dinner table is nice and awkward. We opted to go out for dinner. One: eating out in public is more of a deterrent for anyone to behave badly or raise their voices. Two: I don’t want my wife to fuss and have to cook when she’s got enough to deal with while her parents are in town. I just don’t want her stressed out, and as the weekend snuck up, Autumn got more and more agitated.

My job, not just as her husband, but as her best friend, is to be there for her and give her all the support she needs.

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