He leaned down and whispered softly in my ear, “Skye, Paris has some new pastries. I’ll go get them for you.”
Half-asleep, I mumbled my agreement.
When I heard the door close behind him, I sat up instantly, fully awake. I then quickly got dressed and followed him.
He drove to a five-star restaurant, where his friends were already waiting at the entrance. When they saw him, they couldn’t resist teasing.
“Derick, have you already tuck Skye in?"
"You're now planning for Miss Alanna’s birthday party, huh? You sure have the energy to spare.”
“Miss Snee is coming back soon. Better hide Skye before she finds out!”
“Derick, treating Skye like this—do you think Piers will let you off the hook?”
Derick’s expression darkened with irritation. “Enough. Stop wasting time and get to work. Skye’s been acting crazy, insisting on marriage. It took me forever to shut her down. Don’t let anything slip, got it?”
Skye's POV
"In just two days, Alanna will be back. Seven years of waiting are finally coming to an end—we can’t afford any mistakes now."
Laughter erupted among the group after Derick’s announcement.