I’m not a child. I knew Chase was about to say something about Nick. He just had the sense to hold it back.
Out of politeness.
And I also knew he wouldn’t say it even if I pressed, so I let it go, acting like I hadn’t noticed his reaction.
Because I liked the energy between them, I agreed to handle his suit and his best man’s. The rest of the groomsmen, he said he’d sort elsewhere.
They were both satisfied with that.
I exchanged numbers with Chase before they left. He said he’d reach out when it was time to take measurements for his best man.
They left happy. That was the part of the job I loved most. Watching people walk out excited, already imagining what was coming.
I spent the rest of the day in my office sketching. Brie had to force lunch on me.
By the time I got home, I was e
