Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 76000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76000 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
“This is so cool,” Sarah says as she takes the bread from Luna. “I love that the dining space can be separate from the kitchen, but it’s easy to pass food through during service.”
To my surprise, June chooses a seat next to mine, and dinner is fun as the six of us sit together at one table and enjoy the newness of the inn.
“I meant to come watch the windows being taken away, but the day got away from me,” Luna says. “How long did it take?”
“All freaking day,” June replies around a bite of bread. “They left just before you texted me to come over with a packed bag.”
“The crew did a great job, though,” I add. “I was worried one or more of the windows would break, but they knew their stuff.”
“Yeah, the church hired the right crew,” June agrees. “And they only needed me and Apollo to help a little bit toward the end when they were wrapping the windows for transportation.”
“So, you were there all day, Apollo?” Wolfe asks, eyeing me.
I eye him back. “It was a big project, and I was curious how they’d do it.”
“Yeah, well, he wasn’t the only one who wanted to see it happen. There had to have been two dozen people hanging out on the sidewalk for most of the day. Even my grandma came down for a while. Someone let her sit in their camping chair, and she had the time of her life. She also invited everyone to her Halloween party, of course. Guys, it’s only, like, two weeks away.”
“I think this is the most I’ve heard June talk in one stretch,” Tanner says with a grin.
“Shut it,” June suggests. “The theme is The Great Gatsby, so be sure to get your roaring twenties outfits. Don’t tell her I told you this because she’ll skin me alive if she finds out, but I think Grandma is going to turn the house into a speakeasy.”
“Holy shit, that’s cool,” Wolfe says.
“I know, but act surprised or she’ll kill me.” June sighs. “God, I’m full. Here, do you want this piece of bread?”
I accept the proffered bread and take a bite before realizing that everyone is watching us.
“What?”
“Why are you being so nice to him?” Sarah demands, looking at June. “Are you sick? Do I need to take your temperature?”
“What? No.” June scowls over at me and then back at Sarah. “He just eats everything in sight, and I thought he’d want my bread. That’s all.”
“Maybe June’s just in a good mood,” Wolfe suggests, but I can tell by the look in his eyes that he knows exactly what’s up. “It was a successful day at the chapel.”
“Yeah, enjoy my good mood,” June agrees. “And don’t question it.”
“Okay.” Sarah holds up her hands. “I’m ready for cheesecake.”
“Oh, good call.” Luna jumps up from her seat. “I’ll pass it through to you. I think it’s already cut and everything.”
“This is going to be the best weekend ever,” Sarah says.
It’s late when Wolfe and Luna start to lockup downstairs and the rest of us head to our assigned rooms. It’s very convenient that my room just happens to be right next to June’s, and I have every intention of sneaking into her room to spend time with her. I don’t plan to sleep alone.
“Well,” June says when we reach our doors. “Good night. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
“Good night,” Sarah calls from down the hall and then giggles when Tanner tugs her into their room and closes the door.
Wolfe and Luna are still locking up downstairs.
“You know, I haven’t seen the inside of that room,” I say and lean on the doorjamb next to June.
“Liar,” she says softly.
“I haven’t seen the inside of that room with you inside it,” I clarify, enjoying the way the soft light of the hallway casts little shadows on her face and shoulders. “Naked.”
“Who says you get to see that now?”
“If you’re telling me that I don’t, I’ll go to my own room.” She bites her lip, and I reach out to tug it free with my thumb. “Just tell me no, Juniper.”
“I—”
“Is everything okay down there?”
I turn and see Luna frowning down the hall at us. Wolfe’s trying to pull her toward their room, but Luna won’t budge.
“We’re fine,” I assure her. “I was just escorting Miss Snow to her quarters, being the gentleman that I am.”
“Good night,” June says and slips into her room, closing the door behind her.
“Have a good sleep,” Luna says to me and then follows Wolfe into their room.
I stare at June’s door for a minute. I could just go inside, but she didn’t exactly invite me in before Luna interrupted.
We’ve had a good evening—possibly the most civil evening of our lives, and I wonder if my pushing the idea would ruin it.
But, Christ, I want her.