Page 102 of Love Is Brewing

Elias had his and could keep it. Only immediate family members were trusted enough.

She’d do nothing to break the family's trust, but did not need to have her phone on her anyway.

But she took some pictures of her and Elias together before they left for the wedding.

Just like she had last night too.

Memories to have along with the funny silly selfies they took when they were together in Southern Pines.

It just reminded her how there seemed to be two stories to their dating lives.

Or maybe that was just in her mind.

Like she’d thought for sure Elias was going to confess his love to her last night before Foster knocked on the door.

Talk about bad timing.

“Are you enjoying yourself?” Aileen asked her, coming over to sit down.

“I am,” she said. “Just trying to take it all in.”

“It’s hard,” Aileen said. “I’m surprised Foster hasn’t left by now. He’s not good with crowds and this is much bigger than Braylon’s wedding was. I expected as much. But Foster has Charlotte to help keep him grounded.”

She knew Foster was the grouchy sibling of the group, but she didn’t see any sign of that.

And she had to admit she really liked Charlotte a lot. They were about the same age and both older than their significant others.

Another thing she found funny since she’d never dated a man younger than her.

Maybe she was looking at so many things wrong in her life and was finally given the chance to look at them right.

Aileen said, “I’m not sure I’ve ever seen my son so happy before. And trust me, I see him more than the rest of my boys.”

“That’s sweet to hear,” she said.

“You two have something special,” Aileen said. “I can see it, even if you’re unsure. Just wanted to let you know not to be.”

Aileen got called away before she could ask what that meant, but by the smirk on Elias’s mother’s face, she suspected it was planned just like it had been.

One of those mic drop moments that people practice having but never achieve.

“Do you want to dance?” Elias asked her.

“I do,” she said. “I’m surprised I can get you out here.”

“Only because they are slowing it down and I need to get you in my arms.”

The music had been more on the fast side with lots of people busting a move. Nothing you’d see her doing no matter how many times someone tried to drag her out there tonight.

Usually Talia.

“Everyone seems to be having fun.”

“Am I to guess you don’t like to dance?” he asked. “Fast songs?”

“I’m not that coordinated,” she said. “Nor would these shoes allow it. I’m not sure I’ll be allowed to sit it out at Ben’s wedding.”

“Where you’ll know most of the people there,” he said. “Here, it’s a lot of eyes.”

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