Page 102 of Never In My Wildest Dreams

The very idea warmed his body. He held up his phone. “One of Ginty’s teammates just offered to host the kids for a day.”

“Oh, that’s nice,” Noa said. “That’s actually a good idea.”

“Who?” Ginty asked.

“It’s Jaime. He’s offering a day at his ranch for the kids. Ice skating, trail ride. Parents can come, but he’s covering childcare.”

Noa reached for her groom’s hand. “That would be perfect for the bachelor and bachelorette day.”

“It would.” Ginty gave him a chin nod. “Take him up on it.”

Hellcat gave Noa a look of surprise. “I’m not built like that.”

Noa laughed. “Me neither.”

“What do you mean?” Ginty asked.

“I’d be like, Are you sure?” Noa said. “You don’t mind? And you guys are all, Yes,”—she slapped the table—“do that favor for me.”

“He wouldn’t have offered if he didn’t mean it,” Ginty said. “And it makes sense for this event.”

“You know what?” Hellcat asked. “I’ve got a summer babysitter, and she’s amazing. Why don’t I hire her for the whole five days? That way we don’t have to worry about the kids running off or winding up in the pool without supervision.”

“Perfect,” Noa said. “I’m so excited. Okay, so do we have a final plan for the week?”

He and Hellcat never had that meeting, so he let her take the lead. He’d go along with whatever she wanted.

“Well, since this place was an actual camp, we can take advantage of all the activities. Skeet shooting, fly fishing, archery…all that kind of stuff. But also, I’ve got that massive kitchen. What do you think of doing a cooking competition?”

“LikeChopped?” Ginty asked. “I’m not sure we have any chefs here.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that.” Hellcat smiled. “Booker’s a pretty good one.”

“How do you know that?” Ginty asked.

Gazes ricocheted around the table. Beau to Hellcat, Hellcat to Margot, Margot to Booker. It was almost comical.

“Okay, what am I missing?” Noa asked.

“You guys,” Hellcat said. “Relax. We met once before, many years ago.”

“You did?” Ginty shot him a look.

“Yes. Briefly. Anyhow.” Booker changed the conversation. “The couple who star in that Food Channel cooking show—Gridiron Grillers—live here. Xander and Lulu.”

“Xander Wilder, the quarterback?” Ginty asked. “I thought he lives in Dallas?”

“That’s where he plays, but they have a house here, too,” Booker said. “I can reach out, see if they’d be down to run it for us?”

“That sounds fun,” Margot said.

“And, of course, a spa day,” Hellcat said.

“Yes. Oh, this is so awesome.” Noa turned to her groom with a wistful expression. “I’m so bummed about the robes and slippers.” She turned back to the others. “We had them monogrammed for all the guests.”

“Maybe I can pull something off here. Let me look into it.” Hellcat added it to her list. “Okay, what else? I have a theater room, so we can do a movie night.” She looked at Booker.

“Popcorn, sodas, and candy?” he asked

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