Page 5 of Moonstruck Kiss

“But we share everything now.”

“Awww,” we Barkers utter simultaneously.

Mum cups a hand against her ear. “Do we hear wedding bells?”

Gia blushes as she casts a hopeful glance at Theo.

“Well,” her boyfriend says, “at the moment, we’re too busy with getting our house built. Plus, we’ll be away for a few months for Glowing Devils business.”

“Right,” Gia said with a big, wide, forced smile. “Getting hitched is not on our list of priorities.”

I suppress my grin as Theo gives us a big wink behind Gia.

“If you don’t need us for anything else,” Theo says, “we better go. We have a few things to sort out with our home builders before we pack for our trip.”

“Thanks again, you guys,” I say. “No matter how you spin it, we’re still holding the good end of the stick.”

“Yes, we’re very grateful,” adds my dad. “Thank you many times over.”

Theo nods solemnly. “It’s my absolute pleasure.”

Mum gestures to the back door. “Go on before people start arriving.”

With a wave, the couple leaves.

“So what are we gonna do?” I ask, telling my family about my interaction with the tourists outside The Only Bakery.

Dad shakes his head in awe. “This is so shocking to me. I mean, I know how popular Theo is, but I never thought people would be clamouring for his chocolates like it’s their most wanted product ever.”

“For his fans, it’s their most wanted product ever, I suppose,” says Josie.

“Why don’t we take a couple of days to think?” I suggest. “Let’s each come up with options, then let’s discuss them afterwards. I don’t think we have time for a long meeting this morning.”

“We don’t,” Mum agrees. “Okay. Let’s go back to work.”

“Joey, could you deliver that to the lodge first?” Dad points to a big basket of fresh fruits on sticks covered by chocolates and arranged like a floral bouquet. “Their honeymooner guests are arriving earlier than expected.”

“Sure.” I pick up the beautiful arrangement and take it with me. We provide Moonstruck Lodge—the best luxury accommodation in town—with all their chocolate products.

I’m making my way out the front door when Liss calls me.

Ooh, she has this piercing stare and mysterious smile that she usually gets when she’s “in tune with her spirit guides.” We Mooners know that even though Liss’s psychic abilities are the come-and-go kind, when she gets into this state, she’s very accurate.

“When you see my brother,” she tells me in a quiet tone, “could you please tell him to come visit me here soon?”

I stare at her. “Um, okay.IfI see him. I don’t think he’ll be hanging around at reception when I get there.”

“You’ll see him, and it won’t be at reception,” Liss says with certainty. Then she suddenly scrunches her nose, losing her piercing gaze. “Ithinkyoumightsee him.” She lets out an uncertain laugh.

So do I.

I’m hoping that Liss didn’t just have one of her rare premonitions because I most definitely don’t want to see Brax this morning.

Or any morning.

Or any day.

Or night.

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