whatâs going on,â she said.
âWork over pampering,â Livi said, pretending to be shocked. âThat doesnât sound like the Tessa Monroe I know.â
Tessa grimaced. It didnât, did it?
A rare and unwelcome feeling of uncertainty washed over her. Was it her life that was in turmoil? Or was it her that didnât fit her once-perfect lifestyle?
The worry thatâd been following her around like an itchy backpack took on yet another layer. Tessa leaned in to ask Liviâs advice. Before she could say a word, though, she felt a chill over her shoulder.
âWhatâs this I hear?â Pauline said as she slid into a seat next to them. âOur wild child is losing her edge?â
Tessaâs urge to confess disappeared.
If sheâd learned one lesson good and well at her mommaâs knee, it was to never show weakness. Especially not to a woman like Pauline. Or the blonde barracuda, as Liviâs video crew called her.
With just a twitch of her chin, Tessaâs confidence was back. Her smile turned sharp, her body language sliding into sassy as she turned to greet Liviâs mom.
âIâm as edgy as can be,â she claimed, lifting her glass of sparkling cider to toast the older woman. âHow about you, Pauline? Now that Liviâs off the market, are you going to hit the clubs with me?â
âYou wonât have time for clubbing,â Pauline said, waving the invitation away with the same lack of enthusiasm as it was offered. âThe wedding is going to take a great deal of time and energy. As maid of honor, a lot of the work is going to fall to you. I hope youâre capable of handling it, Tessa. Iâd hate to see Olivia having to pick up the slack if youâre out playing games. Or worse, to have her dream wedding turn into a disappointment.â
âMother,â Livi growled, her sweet face turning ferocious.
As much fun as it would be to see her friend stand up to the woman who until a couple of months ago had run her life, Tessa knew the stress wasnât good for Livi, or for the baby.
She laid her hand over Liviâs clenched fist and gave it a squeeze before angling her body just a little. Enough to put herself between daughter and mother.
âPlease,â she told Pauline with a dismissive laugh. âWhen have I
ever
left anyone disappointed? Iâll do everything in my power to give Livi the wedding of a lifetime.â
After another few seconds with that assessing stare, Pauline gave a slow nod.
What the hell
? Tessa wanted to ask. Since when did she merit doubt?
A tight, aching ball of doubt knotted in her stomach, all of her worries from the evening feeding the pain.
Was Pauline inadvertently right? Was she losing her edge?
A couple stopped at the table to congratulate Livi. As the bride-to-be and Pauline fell into conversation with them, Tessaâs worried gaze wandered the room.
When her eyes landed on the sexiest man sheâd ever known, the only man who might possibly be more than she could handle, her frown deepened. Instead of backing up Gabriel Thorne against that poolroom wall, stripping him naked and riding him like a bucking bronco, sheâd run away. Why? Was she afraid she couldnât handle him?
Tessa exchanged her cider for champagne and took a contemplative sip. Wetting her lips and letting the taste of the sweet bubbles coat her tongue, she shoved aside her earlier fears. Being worried about not handling any manâeven a man like Gabriel Thorneâwas about as crazy as being afraid of having body-melting, pleasure-screaming multiple orgasms. Something she was quite sure he could provide, with a few interesting twists thrown in.
A shot of lust speared straight through her, landing low in her belly with a familiar sexual zing.
That was the perfect answer, she realized.
She was going to seduce Romeo.
Not only would it get him out of her system, but it would also prove that she