I glance over my shoulder, my thoughts instantly changing direction when I see Declan heading our way. Behind him, Claire remains at Mark’s side.
Declan grabs a red wine from a nearby waiter. “I could get used to the escort business,” he jokes as he joins us. “What’s wrong with you,” he adds, glancing at me. “You’ve been standing in the same spot all night.”
“She can’t walk in her shoes,” Will says.
“I’mfine.” I sip my champagne as my eyes drift back to Declan. He knew I was here. He was watching me just like I was watching him.
Will finishes his glass and sets it down. “I’m going to look for Amal again,” he announces and wanders off before either of us can say anything.
Declan’s free hand slides into his pocket, his eyes drifting purposefully down my body.
“Enjoying the view?” I ask sharply.
His grin is instant, glorious. I feel it on every inch of me.
“How’s my office coming along?” he asks.
“Brilliantly. You could see for yourself if you joined any of our progress calls.”
“It’s hard to get away from the bars,” he says. “Mika fills me in.”
“And what does she say?”
“That you won’t stop asking after me.”
“Funny.”
“You know, in a couple of weeks it will all be done,” he says, settling against the balcony. “No more professional relationship.”
“Do I have to remind you you’re on a date with my roommate?”
He gives me a look before turning pointedly to where Claire and Mark stand, laughing together.
“She’s dumped me,” he says sadly. “And you’re making it very hard to concentrate on her.”
“I’m standing outside.”
“In that outfit.” His eyes skim over me again. “Are you wearing it on purpose?”
“What are you talking about?”
“You wore that dress the night we went to the pub. The night before the wedding.”
“No, I…” But I glance down, remembering. “A lucky guess.”
“Excuse me?”
“Guys don’t notice dresses let alone remember them.”
“They remember ones like that.”
Oh God. I sigh inwardly, steeling myself. “Declan—” I begin.
“Oh no,” he says, interrupting me. “I know what ‘Declan’ means. You’re trying to get rid of me. And I’m telling you right now that I don’t accept.”
“You don’taccept?”
“Ironic isn’t it,” Declan continues. “I’m here to make Mark jealous but in return, I’m also making you jealous.”