Page 206 of New Growth
I turned in his arms, eyes searching his. “You sure? You didn’t look great earlier.”
“I’m better now.” He looked down at the dwindling product and smirked. “Looks like I’m not the only one thriving.”
I grinned. “Apparently, people like whipped butter.”
“Of course they do,” he said softly, brushing a curl off my forehead. “I’m proud of you.”
“Thank you, Puddin’,” I said.
“When’s the hair show?” he asked, his thumb grazing mine.
“In a minute. I should get ready soon—”
“Hi, Ellie.”
My stomach dropped at the familiar voice. I turned, slow and disbelieving, my chest already tightening.
Her glossy curls were perfectly defined. Her makeup flawless. But her smile didn’t reach her eyes.
Esther beat me to it, her voice slicing through the tension. “Oh, hell no.”
“Hope,” I said, blinking. “You’re here? Why?”
She shrugged, like it was nothing. “I came to support.”
Johanna raised a brow. “We don’t believe you.”
“Can we talk for a second?” Hope asked, ignoring the outbursts. “Please. I’m not starting drama. I promise.”
“Again. Why?” I asked, slower this time.
“I just want to talk.”
I hesitated. Every fiber in my body was telling me not to walk into this. But something in her tone had me second-guessing.
“Johanna, can you handle the products for a sec?”
“No prob,” she said, already moving toward the table like she’dbeenwaiting for the chance to guard it with her life. Her eyes never left Hope.
“Thanks. I’ll be right back.”
I started to step away, but El’s grip on my hand tightened protectively. I looked up at him. His jaw was tense, eyes locked on Hope.
“El—” I started gently.
But he didn’t let me finish. He kissed me. Not just a peck. Not for show.
It was long. Deep.Possessive.Right there in front of her. Like he needed her to see. Like he needed her to know he was satisfied with his decision.
When he finally pulled back, his voice was low but clear. “I love you.”
My heart melted on the spot. “I love you, too.”
Slowly, I turned away from the safety of him and walked off with Hope.
Hope fell into step beside me, “Congrats on the engagement,” she said, a little awkwardly.
“Thanks.”
