Latte Darling: Book Two of The Darling Series

The last few hours have flown by. The wedding prep, the photos, the ceremony, the dinner. Axel.

I glance past the couple I’m currently talking to, trying to catch a glimpse of the sexiest man here.

Beckett looks great and all, but he’s not mine. He’s not old enough, not thick enough.

A pair of arms pull me in for a hug and I’m reminded of my goodbyes.

Growing up with Elouise, and spending my whole life living in this town, means that I know just about everyone here. Which also means my whole night has been consumed by small talk and catching up.

Axel’s been great about it, of course. And turns out more than a few people here have met him through his shop, so I’ve overheard several conversations about cars and have had more than one man tell me I’ve made a good choice.

And I’ve gotten a few waggled eyebrows and elbow nudges from the women, which I can’t blame them for. I just wish I had more time to enjoy Axel’s company tonight myself.

Seeing one of Elouise’s old neighbors approaching I stay put, but I watch with a smile as some guy carries a drink to Axel.

Axel takes it with a nod of his head and downs half of it.

Since we met, I’ve wondered what it would take to get Axel drunk, and my smile turns to a grin when I realize that I might be about to find out.