67Becca placed the largest of the flower arrangements atop the old upright piano, then stepped back and admired her work.
“Hey! What are you doing right now?”
Becca whirled and faced Noah, who was decked out in black bike shorts, a red T-shirt, and a pair of water shoes, effectively banishing the cowboy but nice to look at nonetheless.
“I'm working.” She pointed at the flowers.
“Very nice. Are you now done with your arranging?”
“I think I'm still on the clock.”
Gaby walked in. “The guests don't start arriving until three, and we're ready to welcome them, so there's nothing for you to do.”
“Great!” Noah clapped his hands. “Got some old clothes?”
“You're looking at 'em.”
“Got a cap?”
“I'll get her one.” Gaby walked to a large closet in the hallway.
“Then let's go!”
As they headed
