Total pages in book: 103
Estimated words: 99604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 99604 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 498(@200wpm)___ 398(@250wpm)___ 332(@300wpm)
“I think Brooke’s all in with Henry,” I said, having checked on them both earlier that day. Brooke was taking over Gloria’s store to help out her uncle. “The process server who jumped in front of her. Kind of heroic.”
“Yeah,” Aiden said. “I don’t think she and Clark were ever right for each other anyway.”
I sighed. “Me either. Still, it’d be nice to find Clark someone.”
“Clark can find his own dates,” Aiden said, smirking.
He wasn’t wrong. Both of my grandmothers adored Clark, which meant they’d find him a date whether he wanted one or not.
I sipped more wine. “You have to let people find their own paths, Aiden. I saw you and Dad conspiring about Cormac. Don’t interfere with Donna’s life.” She might be the sweet one, but she was also brilliant and didn’t like interference.
He raised a brow. “We weren’t conspiring. Just chatting.”
“Uh-huh. You two together are a scary duo.”
“Good,” Aiden said easily. “I like that.”
“So do I.” I leaned into him, resting my head against his shoulder as the sun melted into the river. For the first time in a long while, everything felt right. “I love you, my Irish hottie.”
He chuckled, low and warm, and pulled me tighter against him. “I love you, angel.”
The world around us carried on with laughter, the clatter of dishes, dogs barking, and someone starting another round of darts. For that heartbeat of a moment, it all felt perfect.