Page 47 of The Night Shift
I almost say,please do. “That would sound more threatening if you weren’t wearing Tinkerbell’s hand-me-downs.”
She turns to April with dead-set eyes. “I’m going to kill him.”
I scoff. “Riveting catchphrase.”
“Go fuck yourself,” she snaps.
“Only if you plan to watch.”
The heated glare in her eyes increases tenfold and Parker steps in the middle, one hand raised toward each of us. “All right, whoa! As much as I’m loving the trash talk, I need the two of you to take this petty bullshit elsewhere. Preferably someplace that’s not my apartment.”
“Parker!” April scolds.
“Fine, Chère,ourapartment.” He gives his fiancée a soft smile before turning his focus to the maid of honor. “And you. Nice work, making your sister cry, I hope you’re pleased with yourself.”
Holly gapes. “Me? Why don’t you ask your fucking boyfriend? He’s the one who started it!”
She’s absolutely right. I did start it.
“Look, Hollister,” Parker says, and she crosses her arms, frowning at the use of that nickname. “There are more important issues at hand right now. For starters, April can’t be wearing her wedding dress in front of me. It’s bad luck.”
“And us leaving is going to fix that how?” I chime in, genuinely curious.
“Well, the second you guys leave, I’m going to take it off,” he says, hurrying to add, “respectfully,” for Holly’s sake.
Standing on the other side of the living room, April’s face has now turned into a tomato. “So you don’t want to call off the wedding?”
“Are you insane?” He walks towards her, closing the distance between them and twirls the tulle fabric between his fingers. “Fucking look at you. I can’t wait to get you all alone.”
“You weren’t supposed to see me in this dress,” she mutters. “I didn’t know you were coming home early.”
Parker nods, a soft understanding in his eyes. “I should’ve called. I’m sorry.” He cups her face in his hands and kisses the tip of her nose.
April glances up at him. “How sorry?”
“It’s best if I just show you.”
“Ugh, please don’t,” Holly cringes. Actually, we both do.
“Ssh,” Parker holds out a finger. “The adults are talking.”
He whispers something in April’s ear and by the reddened look on her face, I can tell, it’s dirty. I shake my head.
Putting Dog aside, I get up and gently nudge Holly’s arm with my elbow. “Come on, let’s go.”
She smacks my hand away. “I’m sorry,let’s?”
“You want to stay and watch? That’s your sister, Hol. A bit twisted, even for you.”
To be fair, April and Parker couldn’t care less. They’ve now taken their mini honeymoon to the kitchen. He has his whole body pressed against her, and they kiss, deep and passionate, as if they’re the only two people on the planet. Most of the time their love for each other is quite adorable, but right now it’s just making everyone here uncomfortable. Their adorable cat included.
Without breaking their kiss, Parker grabs a bottle of whipped cream from the refrigerator and uses his free hand to hike April’s leg around his waist.
Jesus fucking Christ. These two have no sense of time and place.
“Whenever you’re ready, love,” I tell Holly who’s too busy wincing at the happy couple.
“I’m not going anywhere with you.”
