Page 202 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 2
I smiled. “Not too backyard for you?”
“We shall see, won’t we. Oh my, I do see your face turning red.”
What?I touched my cheek. I was pretty sure I was blushing thinking about having sex with James under the willow tree.Sold it!
“Let’s get you away from this tree. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll be driving back to the terrace with Rob and Daphne. James’ driving is too rugged for my delicate sensibilities. And yours too,Penny.” He spun around and hurried over to the happy couple’s golf cart.
I laughed. At least he wasn’t calling Daphne a barbarian anymore. I looked up at James. It was so tempting to wait behind and pull him under the tree. But he said we were waiting for sex tonight. So…I stood up on my tiptoes, leaning in for a kiss. But at the very last moment I paused. “Race you back!” I yelled, leaving him hanging. I hopped into his golf cart, thinking that it was faster than mine.
“Who’s the cheater now!” he yelled after me.
***
The weather was perfect today. There wasn’t even a chill in the air as we all sat out on the terrace sampling tray after tray of appetizers. It was like I’d died and gone to pregnancy heaven. All. The. Food. And I was putting it away. I was made for taste-testing right now. I grabbed my second quiche and sighed. If this wasn’t on the menu, I was going to sneak into the kitchen on the wedding day and demand some.So freaking good.
Justin had never experienced Daphne around food before. I was pretty sure he was horrified, but he was being cool about it. Although his eye definitely twitched after she shoved away her twelfth sample.
“So what was wrong with the quiche again?” Justin asked while making rapid-fire notes. “It looked like you liked that one.”
Daphne shook her head. “Well I loved the spinach, but what kind of cheese was in there?”
Justin looked down at the menu. “Swiss.”
“I’m not a fan of Swiss cheese,” Daphne said. “Do you think we can start making substitutions?”
“You can make whatever substitutions you want. But that requires you to actually be able to make a choice aboutwhatyou’re substituting.”
“I’m making choices. I want there to be cheddar in the quiches. Wait. No! How about provolone? God, I love provolone. But does it pair well with spinach?”
“Swiss and spinach are a perfect pairing. Cheddar or provolone would send the whole quiche off balance. How about we put them down as a maybe?”
Daphne shook her head. “Nope. No to the quiches then.”
Darn.I agreed with Justin. Swiss and spinach were a perfect pairing. For being so particular about her food, Daphne was making terrible choices. Or rather…no choices at all.
“But you’ve said no to everything on the first three trays,” Justin said.
“Let’s hope the fourth tray is better,” Daphne said.
“My girl knows what she likes,” Rob said and wrapped his arm behind her back.
“There is no fourth tray,” Justin said. “That was all the appetizers on the list for your package.”
“Then let’s try the cheaper appetizers,” Daphne said.
“That is highly unusual.”
She shrugged. “Let’s just try those. I didn’t really love any of the expensive ones. Maybe the other list will be better.”
“That’s definitely not how that works.”
Daphne just stared at him.
Justin didn’t look calm anymore. It looked like his head was about to explode. He waved over the waiter that was helping us with this train wreck of a food sampling. “Can we try everything on this menu too?”
“Yeah, I’m sure we can arrange for that. Our chef will need a few minutes though. Are we going for the cheaper package then? I’ll have to notify the chef if we want the other samples for the main course and desserts.”
Justin looked over at Daphne.
