Page 30 of Inked Temptation
“I’m shocked you didn’t say anything sexual about that,” Riggs said as he leaned against the bar. “I mean, usually you’re outstanding with thethat’s what she saidjoke.”
I sighed. “I must be losing my touch.”
“Again, no joke.”
“I promise I’ll make a dick joke later.”
“That’s all I ask. We do need those dick jokes.”
I snorted and held up my hands. “Okay. What do you need?
“Again, I’m trying to be good.” Riggs’ eyes twinkled, and I couldn’t help but laugh.
“You better because your husband is bigger than me and can hurt me. And he’s staring this way.”
Riggs looked over and winked and then pushed at my shoulder. “Okay. You just need to stand back here and look busy for a minute or two. I just wanted to get you away for a while because I know your family has the best intentions and care about you, but they also can be a lot. It’s okay for you not to want to talk about your ex-husband.”
The word had spread. “So I’m not an idiot for wanting to RSVP no?”
“I think you should. Either a huge red X in Sharpie, or a pointed ‘No’ with a ‘Thank you so much for the invite, I wish you well. Bless your heart.’”
I laughed then and did indeed help him wash some of the glasses as we helped fill the servers’ orders.
“I’m not Southern. I don’t think ‘bless your heart’ works for me.”
“I think you can handle it, unless you want to go. Bring a date. Make it a whole thing. And then you can fall madly in love with your date, and after a slight miscommunication, enjoy a happily ever after.”
“How many Hallmark movies have you been watching?”
Riggs snorted. “None. But I have been listening to fantastic romances on audiobook while I’ve been working.”
“Which ones?”
“The ones you recommended me. I’m going through your TBR now.”
I sighed and continued washing the glasses. “I was hoping for new books to add.”
“If I find them, I’ll send them your way. I’m delighted that you signed me up for the library, though, because with Clay doing so well with you guys work-wise, we still have three kids to put through college and I don’t think I can afford an audiobook habit.”
I laughed as I worked with him. Even though he didn’t need me, it was nice to keep my hands and my mind busy.
“I hear you’re in charge of the reunion,” Clay said as he sidled up to the bar. He had a list of orders in his hand, and Riggs slipped the notes from him.
“First, before you answer that, Clay, babe, why are you working?” Riggs asked.
Clay leaned forward and kissed his husband soundly on the mouth. I tried not to feel jealous. “I was bored without you. Sue me.”
“It’s a party for you. You’re not supposed to be bored,” Riggs ordered.
“And my husband shouldn’t be working, but here we are. I’m not actually bored. I just wanted to see you.”
“Please stop. The mush, it’s killing me,” I joked, not entirely teasing.
Both of the guys just rolled their eyes at me, kissed above the bar, and then turned to me.
“Reunion?” Clay asked.
“Yes, I’m helping Mom with the reunion.”
