Page 125 of Feels Like Love
He grinned. “Fiancé. Mm. I like the sound of that. Though…I’m looking forward to being your husband even more.”
Swoon.
We leaned in to kiss when someone cleared their throat, and I glanced up to see Liam watching us. “I suppose congratulations are in order.”
I tried to gauge his reaction. Considering how mad Liam had been about Bennett’s and my secret relationship, he’d accepted us pretty quickly. Perhaps it was because he realized how serious Bennett and I were. Or how much we loved each other. Or how happy we were together. Whatever the reason, I was glad for it. But getting engaged was a big step, one I hoped he could support.
He held out his hand for Bennett to shake. “Congratulations, man.” They hugged, patting each other on the back.
And then it was my turn. Liam pulled me into a hug, squeezing me tight. “Congratulations, little bird.”
Bennett was drawn into a conversation with someone else, giving Liam and me a minute alone.
“You’re really okay with this?” I asked.
He nodded. “When I look at the two of you, I see so much love. Bennett is a good man. You’re good for each other.”
I smiled. “Thanks, Liam. That means a lot. I love you.”
“Love you too.” He kissed my cheek before lifting his water and taking a sip. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and frowned.
“Everything okay?”
He rolled his eyes. “Yeah. It’s fine. I’ve gotta go. I have an early flight tomorrow, and one of my coworkers is being a pain in the ass.”
I laughed, thinking that Liam so rarely discussed his coworkers. I’d never met any of them, though that wasn’t all that surprising, considering they were scattered across the country. “Where are you off to this time?”
“Louisiana.”
“Oh.” My face fell. “I’d hoped maybe you were going to see Penny again.”
Liam and Penny had connected a few weeks ago when Penny had come to Alondra for her honeymoon. Well, it should’ve been her honeymoon, but the groom had stood her up. As if being left at the altar wasn’t humiliating enough, Penny was a popular romance author, and she’d shared many of the details of her relationship on her social media.
I had yet to meet her, but I’d checked her out online. Penelope Glass. She was cute—petite with long brown hair and striking blue eyes. Big, pouty lips. She definitely looked like she could be the heroine in a romance novel. They’d talked a lot since, and I was positive they’d see each other again. They had to—I’d never seen my brother like this over a woman. He was completely smitten, even if he refused to admit it.
He shook his head, though there was a sparkle in his eye. “Not this time.”
“Be safe,” I said before he walked off.
Harper tapped me on the shoulder, and I spun to face her. “Congratulations! I’m so excited for you!”
“Thanks!” I grinned, feeling ready to burst from excitement.
“I know you just got engaged, but…I know a good wedding planner.”
I laughed. “Juliana? Do you think she’d be willing to do it?”
“Heck yeah! Are you kidding? She’d love to. And Harrison will take any excuse to come visit and get her away from work.”
About a month after Bennett moved in, we’d decided to list his old house. We didn’t even have to put it on the market because Juliana and her husband Harrison had immediately put in an offer. With all the renovations he’d had done, Bennett made a nice sum.
Since then, Juliana and Harrison had been visiting a lot more. I’d finally gotten to meet Olivia and Connor and their brood of children when they’d all come to celebrate Christmas. Olivia was obsessed with my mom’s shop, and they bonded over books and babies.
When Juliana and Harrison weren’t using the house, they rented it out as a vacation home or let their friends stay there. More celebrities had visited Alondra Valley in the last five months than the last five years combined. Crew Dixon, the owner of the Hollywood Heatwaves. Reginald “Reggie” Hawkins, another former Hollywood Heatwaves star, and his family had come to stay. As had celebrities Juliana knew from her wedding planning business. Even her assistant, Landon, whom I adored.
Even so, I knew Juliana came here to relax and unwind. Not…plan weddings. “Yeah, but…she’d be coming to work.”
“It’s not work for her. It’s fun. Trust me.”
